“Your life is forfeit.”
Those four words are more than a death sentence. They’re proof that happy endings were never meant for people like me.
I thought we’d gotten away with it. Ambrose is dead, and I should be celebrating with my men. Instead, I’m about to face the wrath of the Syndicate—and the only thing that will satisfy them is my blood.
But even with the odds stacked against us, I’ll never go down without a fight.
After all, I have something to fight for now: the men who’ve claimed me—body, heart, and soul.
They’re my Princes of Carnage.
And I’ll be their princess of vengeance.