My Older Biker

Caliber Brannagh wears the president's patch like a coat that belonged to a dead man. Two years after his brother bled out on a Montana road, he stands under the clubhouse awning watching the rain and wondering if the Wild Nomads are still worth the weight. Then a soaked nurse practitioner named Willa Hart climbs the steps and asks for him by name. She says it's about the Iron Serpents. She's lying about something, and Caliber has spent his whole life learning to read the lies men tell. He doesn't expect the truth to be a second pink line on a bathroom sink.

Rook speaks with his fists. Talon talks his way through locked doors. Grit stands at the end of the bar and watches the door. Four brothers, one clubhouse, and a woman who refuses to be assigned a patch and moved on. When a rival president named Damon Voss starts texting Willa's phone, the Wild Nomads have to decide what family means before the Serpents decide it for them.

No cheating. No cliffhanger. A hard-won happily ever after.