Strafe's Reckoning

She refused to stay broken. He refused to let anyone touch her again. Vera Sandoval built Black Summit Tattoo with her own two hands. Former combat medic, IED survivor, and the only woman in Colorado Springs who could put a handsy drunk on the floor without spilling her ink. When three Iron Wolves walk into her shop and beat her unconscious, carving their name into her workstation, she does what she's always done—she gets back up. Strafe didn't become Battle Born's VP by playing nice. The former Air Force combat controller coordinates chaos the way he used to coordinate air strikes—with cold precision and zero mercy. When he finds his tattoo artist bleeding on her shop floor, something snaps. She's in his chair every Tuesday. That makes her his to protect. Whether she likes it or not. What starts as protection becomes possession. Every look. Every touch. Every time she proves she's not the kind of woman who hides while others fight her battles. Vera doesn't need a hero—she needs someone who'll hand her a weapon and trust her to use it. And Strafe hasn't trusted anyone with the man behind the mask in years. But the Iron Wolves want to make her an example. And Strafe won't stop until every last one of them is buried in the Colorado dirt.