Not Mine to Rescue

We don't make sense. She's justice. I'm anarchy.HONOR My ex is starting a new life with his younger, pregnant wife, and thanks to his paternity leave, I'm stuck with his caseload. It's an advantage, really. This is my shot at a partnership-proof that I'm the most formidable attorney the firm employs, even if I'm emotionally drowning. I've lost my dreams of motherhood to miscarriage, and I'm terrified that if I stop moving, the silence will finally kill me.When the Destroyers Motorcycle Club lands on my docket, I expect a high-stakes murder case. I don't expect a traffic citation and a client who is reckless, charming, and far too young. Yet, Random "Wombat" Blessing looks at me like I'm the only woman in the room, and for the first time, I feel seen. But an affair with a client is career suicide-and with the secrets I'm hiding, I can't afford any more mistakes.WOMBAT I never pictured meeting my dream woman while facing a laundry list of bullshit charges. I need out, and sleek, brilliant Honoria "Honor" Ryder, Esquire, holds the key.I shouldn't flirt, but I can't stop myself. She's grace and wisdom, and she's light-years out of my league. Getting back to the club and protecting my sister's animal sanctuary is my priority, but Honor is becoming an obsession. Between the specter of our stalker and the weight of the club's demands, I'm not thinking clearly.I've always chased easy hookups, but Honor is different. She's wounded, and she's trapped in a life she didn't choose. I want to be her champion, but she doesn't need a knight in shining armor-she already has her own. And I'm going to polish that sucker until it's shiny. But our world is collapsing, and the danger is inescapable. I can't protect her from the fallout, and I can't force her to let me in.Because the truth…