Stolen by the Shadow Cabal

Jessa Vane wants one quiet weekend and no more monsters. The Shadow Cabal has other plans. Three men on three Harleys drag her off her lift because her blood opens a vault — and the vault is where her old vampire house buried its dead. Cass smiles and means it. Rooke rides like a ghost and flirts like a punk. Silas says less than anyone and knows more. Jessa doesn't want a family. Jessa doesn't want a pack. Jessa doesn't even want one boyfriend, let alone three. But when a rival club comes for the vault and the Cabal shoots back, Jessa finds something she never got from any house: people who choose her on purpose. One mechanic. Three riders. A grave that needs opening.