Calder by Amy Davies

Growing up in the Rugged Skulls MC, I’ve seen some things that are still with me and some I’d rather never see again. Loyalty, trust, and respect fuel the club, along with family, but it also brings women to their knees. I’ve never had to go looking, women come to me- all except one. The one who holds space in the back of my mind. When she gets hurt, it sets something off deep inside of me: a feral need to step in and protect her. Once I get my hands on her, making her mine, our ride takes a turn down a bumpy path neither of us expects. Now we ride together, we stand together, because in the Rugged Skulls MC, no one stands alone.