Maya stared at the text in surprise. The words didn't change no matter how many times she read them. If the Iron Wolves showed up at the Vipers' clubhouse tonight people would die. Dominic would die. Jake. Connor. All of them.

She looked around the clubhouse at men preparing for war. Wrench was checking motorcycles. Jake loaded magazines with bullets. Connor sharpened knives on a whetstone. Dominic stood in the center giving orders like a general preparing troops for battle.

This was really ...