Being an outlaw, I was used to the blood and pain of others. I was used to the look of fear in my enemies' eyes. I knew what I wanted out of life. Until I found her. She was like a goddess to me, a siren. And I was determined to save her from the life she had escaped from. * * * I've experienced loss more than once in my life. I guess you could say I kind of welcomed it. It's the only thing I have ever known. I was used to feeling empty and broken. He was my knight in a leather cut. He helped me escape from a life of despair, but then the pain was forced to the surface and I was drowning in it.