I am not a good man. My nine to five is spent with a blade in my hand. I hunt, intimidate, collect debts for my uncle’s Brotherhood, the Hooligans. I believe in consequences, an effect for the cause. Fate is folklore and love? An illusion. Until I met her. Little Red. Some call me Reaper, the Angel of Death. She calls me her wolf. I told her to stay away from me, knowing she doesn’t belong in my world. But I didn’t know who her father was, or what he had in store for her... moreI am not a good man. My nine to five is spent with a blade in my hand. I hunt, intimidate, collect debts for my uncle’s Brotherhood, the Hooligans. I believe in consequences, an effect for the cause. Fate is folklore and love? An illusion. Until I met her. Little Red. Some call me Reaper, the Angel of Death. She calls me her wolf. I told her to stay away from me, knowing she doesn’t belong in my world. But I didn’t know who her father was, or what he had in store for her. Now, protecting her is my new obsession. Because if she doesn’t belong with me, then I don’t belong anywhere. Good thing she didn’t listen. less