My name is Red.
And I kill things for a living.
I was never supposed to fall in love. All I knew was hate, fighting, and killing-and I did those things very well. That bastard of a wolf stole the only person in the world who ever meant anything to me…and losing her broke something inside of me.
That was until I met Lowell…and suddenly I didn’t know what was up or down, who I could trust, or why the one man who made my heart beat again would hide a dangerous secret from me. In the end, would my hate cause me to crash and burn, or could I redeem myself of all the wrong I’ve done?