Chapter 1

The sound of roaring motorcycles cut through the quiet Montana air.

It wasn' t a friendly rumble. It was the sound of an approaching army. The Iron Vultures.

I knew it in my bones.

Because I had lived this day before.

In my first life, I was already on my horse, racing down the treacherous logging trail to fetch my husband, Caleb. I rode like my life depended on it.

It did.

And I still lost it. He killed me in the woods after the attack, his hands around my throat, blaming me for the death of his one true love, Amber.

Now, I stood on my porch, one hand on my pregnant belly, and listened to the thunder getting closer. I was reborn, and the day of the tragedy was here again.

The town' s mayor, a frantic old man named Henderson, ran toward my house.

"Sarah! Thank God! The bikers are coming! The Iron Vultures!"

I didn' t move.

"Caleb' s gone! He took all the deputies, the patrol truck, everything! He drove Amber to that country music festival in the city!"

I knew.

"You' re the only one who can get him back in time! You have to ride! Take the old logging trail!" he begged, his face pale and sweaty.

I looked at him, my expression unreadable.

In my first life, I had said yes without hesitation. I had trusted my husband. I had believed in my duty.

This time, I had a new duty: to my unborn child. And to myself.

"No."

The word was quiet, but it hung in the air like a death sentence.

Mayor Henderson stared at me, his mouth hanging open. "No? What do you mean, no?"