The moment she became my downfall, I knew she was meant to be mine.

Doom

Being part of a club was all I ever wanted. It was in my blood and I craved it like nothing else. The last thing I wanted to do was join my father's-which happened to be an enemy of the Reapers Rejects.

My father was a joke, a sperm donor, a man who didn't even want to be on my birth certificate. He only claimed me when it was beneficial to him and I owed him nothing.

I finally found my place in the world, had proven myself to the Reapers Rejects, and thought I'd be patched in soon. The club had my loyalty and I'd gladly spill my blood for them.

Then my father came and messed it all up. He was loud, belligerent, and my girl... she overheard everything.

Nova thought I was a plant. She thought my father sent me to tear down the Mexican charter, but it couldn't have been further from the truth.

Most men would've hated her for what she did, but it was the moment I realized I loved her.

Nothing would tear me away from Nova, absolutely nothing.

Now, I was struggling to prove myself again to the club I've been part of for years, all because my father came and stuck his nose somewhere he didn't belong.

I might have been born with Bears and Kodiak blood in my veins, but I was always meant to be a Reaper's Reject.

***Doom's Downfall is the third book in the Reapers Rejects MC: Second Generation: Mexico charter. This book is intended for mature audiences only. Please proceed with caution.

Tropes Include:

Biker
Touch Her and...
Medical
College
MC Princess
Betrayal
Interracial