Blaze:
Saint and Shay’s wedding was everything it should’ve been—loud, wild, beautiful chaos wrapped in whiskey and leather. The kind of day you don’t forget, no matter how many fists you’ve thrown or how much road you’ve eaten. For once, there was no war brewing, no blood threatening to stain the gravel. Just love. Real and raw. And my brother finally getting the happiness he’d damn well earned.
And Kat?
Fuck, Kat took my breath away.
She stood by Shay’s side in a soft pink dress that hugged every perfect curve of her body. Her wild red hair was twisted up, a few rebellious strands framing her face. Her eyes sparkled under the fairy lights strung across the courtyard. She didn’t look like the girl I found inside the bar that first night, or even the woman who dragged my broken ass hom
