They say time heals all wounds. They’re liars.Time just hides the scars under layers of cold indifference and survival. Six years ago, I had everything. I was the “Little Princess” of the Inferno Souls MC, protected by four boys who swore they would die for me. They were my world, my brothers-in-arms, and my first taste of a love that was supposed to be unbreakable.Then came the big lie.In one night, my “protectors” became my executioners. They didn't use blades; they used their silence. They watched as I was cast out, handed over to a biological father who was more monster than man. I waited for them to roar down the highway to save me.They never came.I spent years in a living hell, learning that the only person who can save you is yourself. I changed my name. I buried my heart. I became a shadow moving through a world that didn't know I existed.But the Inferno doesn't let go of its own.Now, standing in the rain outside my hiding place is a man I don’t recognize. He wears the president's patch, and his eyes hold a darkness that makes my old life look like a fairytale. He’s not one of the four who betrayed me—he’s the one who replaced them.“Found you, Little Ghost,” he rasps, his voice cutting through the thunder.He doesn't look at me with pity. He looks at me like a man who has finally found his missing piece—and he has no intention of giving it back.My past is screaming. My debt is due. And this time, there is nowhere left to run.