Rage by LeAnn Ashers

Meadow:
I was born into the Devil Souls MC. My first breath was filled with the scent of leather and exhaust. The clubhouse was my playground, the roar of engines my lullaby. My dad, all tattooes and muscles, ruled as the club’s enforcer. Grandpa, with his weathered face and iron will, held court as VP.
It was more than just a club; this was my family. I grew up watching the guys come and go. None of them ever caught my eye, not really. Until him.

I remember that day like it was yesterday. The sun beating down, the smell of barbecue in the air. I turned, and there he was. Mason. My heart stuttered, then raced. He was older, dangerous in a way that made my skin tingle. Our eyes locked, and I swear the world stopped spinning for a second.
Everyone warned me off, but that only made the pull stronger. I threw myself into school, determined to prove I was more than just an MC princess. Now I’m an OBGYN, bringing new life into the world while straddling two very different realities.
And one day, when I least expected it, we came face-to-face once more.