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 STEELE
SHADOWRIDGE GUARDIANS MC
PEPPER NORTH
 PHOTOGRAPHY BY
FURIOUSFOTOG/GOLDENCZERMAK
COVER MODEL
DYLAN HORSCH
Text copyright© 2023 Pepper North
All Rights Reserved
 CONTENTS

About Shadowridge Guardians MC

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21

Author’s Note
Also by Pepper North
About the Author
 ABOUT SHADOWRIDGE
GUARDIANS MC

Combining the sizzling talents of bestselling authors Pepper North,

Kate Oliver, and Becca Jameson, the Shadowridge Guardians are
guaranteed to give you a thrill and leave you dreaming of your own
throbbing motorcycle joyride.

Are you daring enough to ride with a club of rough, growly, commanding
men? The protective Daddies of the Shadowridge Guardians Motorcycle
Club will stop at nothing to ensure the safety and protection of everything
that belongs to them: their Littles, their club, and their town. Throw in some
sassy, naughty, mischievous women who won’t hesitate to serve their fair
share of attitude even in the face of looming danger, and this brand new MC
Romance series is ready to ignite!

Shadowridge Guardians MC
Steele
Kade
Atlas
Doc
Gabriel
Talon
Bear
Faust
Storm
 CHAPTER
ONE

C ursing her desire to finish the last details on her clandestine report,
Ivy carefully stowed the printed page in the desk and grabbed her
purse and coat to leave. She was still trying to prove to the bank
president that he hadn’t made a mistake in hiring a twenty-eight-year-old as
the bank manager. The interior of the building was eerily quiet with only a
few lights on inside as she walked to the back door. Cautiously, she looked
out the security peephole before dashing outside and pushing the door
closed behind her.
They were on her before she stepped forward. Two, maybe three men
slammed her against the bricks before grabbing her arms behind her back.
A scream burst from her lips and echoed against the surrounding buildings.
One powerful hand held her head restrained from looking at them with a
painful yank on her ponytail.
Tears burst into her eyes, and Ivy tried to blink them away. “You’re on
security cam. I don’t know what you mean to do, but facial recognition will
have you identified in a flash. Let me go and I won’t say a thing.”
“Right…” One deep voice drew out that word sarcastically.
Damn, that didn’t work. Would her scream bring anyone? She could
hear faint wisps of music from The Hangout, about three blocks away.
“You’re going to tell us the bank codes to get in and then you’ll walk us
inside to collect access to a few accounts for us,” another voice informed
her with clipped military precision.
“The bank is on a time lock. Once the last person leaves, it won’t open
until tomorrow morning when the bank opens,” she told them quickly,
making up an excuse to keep them from forcing her back into bank.
 “And I’m sure, Ms. Bank Manager, you have the skills to override that.”
“I don’t. I’m just the manager. I do the paperwork. The bank president
can do that, but not me,” she rushed to correct them.
“Tell us the door code and we’ll just wander around inside to see what
we find,” the first voice instructed.
“I can’t do that. I’ll lose my job,” she protested. The yank to her hair
informed her they didn’t care. “Besides, I just changed the code. I don’t
remember it.”
Another vicious jerk on her ponytail brought more tears to her eyes. “I
think it’s time to teach this bitch a lesson. We have just become your worst
nightmare. You’re going to work for us, Ms. Bank Manager, from now on.
That is, if you survive this lesson of what we’re capable of.”
Strong hands jerked her wrists harder behind her and tied them tightly
with a rope. She bit her lip as the rough fibers bit into her skin. A ripping
sound came from behind her, and a large hand reached in front of her to
slap a piece of duct tape over her mouth. Her heart felt like it would beat
out of her chest.
She panicked as rough fabric draped over her face. Thrashing her body
from side to side, Ivy felt her hair tearing from her scalp. Scared beyond
thought, she wet herself.
“Get her legs tied.”
They lifted Ivy effortlessly, flipping her horizontally and lowering her to
the cement. She landed with a thud, and the air flooded out of her nostrils
when they dropped her several inches. While she recovered her breath, they
stripped her shoes off and bound her feet close to her hands.
“Pissed all over herself,” one guy said, sounding divided between pride
and disdain as he finished pulling the bag around her body.
When it pulled together below her knees, Ivy knew they’d knotted the
burlap around her. She prayed as they lifted her and dropped her into the
back of a vehicle with a thud. The door slamming down felt like her coffin
closing.
Pushing back his chair, Steele rose to his feet. “I’m headed back to the
compound. Anyone else ready to leave?”
Just as he thought, his MC brothers refused his invitation to ride back
together. They were having way too much fun at The Hangout,
Shadowridge’s local roadhouse. The establishment was always good for a
round of drinks when they showed up. Having the motorcycle club roll up
added an edgy feel to the place that made everyone thirsty.
And the twenty-somethings? They loved flirting with the guys they
considered the ultimate bad boys in town.
Steele shook his head at the girls already ensconced on a few laps. No
wonder no one was ready to go.
“Hey. You’re not leaving, are you?” a cute blonde asked, daringly
tracing the black tattoo on his forearm.
“Yes.”
“You… You could stay for a while. Maybe dance with me?” She
stuttered at first but gained confidence as she spoke.
“Not this time.”
Turning, he heard Talon call, “I’m a much better dancer, baby,” to tempt
the blonde to change her target.
Without changing his trajectory, Steele flipped the smartass off and
exited with the laughter of his motorcycle brethren following him out. He
headed around the side of the building to where they had reserved parking.
The raucous music from The Hangout wasn’t quite as loud back here.
He scowled at the sight of two men standing way too close to the bikes.
Approaching, Steele said, “Can I do something for you?”
“Just admiring the bikes. I like riding too. How do I get into the
Shadowridge Guardians?” the older one asked.
“Invitation only. Go to our website and apply,” he growled. The
Guardians definitely weren’t online.
A rhythmic banging sound caught his attention and Steele scanned the
area, trying to zero in on its location. There! Steele stalked forward. It
seemed to come from the dumpster.
“Hey, thanks. I’m Bill, by the way.”
Ignoring the men he’d now dismissed as zero threats, Steele laid his
hand on the metal dumpster and felt the vibration. Damn it! Someone had
dropped an animal inside like they were trash.
 Jumping to stand on the lower rim of the opening, he steadied himself
from tumbling into the mess inside. Dark shadows hid in the corners as he
studied the debris from the roadhouse slopped inside. A movement caught
his eye, and he shifted forward, testing each step as he moved to the edge of
the pile. One end of a burlap bag jerked, striking the metal wall of the
dumpster.
Grabbing a hold of the material, Steele hauled it up through the muck
that partially covered it. It was heavier than he expected. Not puppies, but
definitely something alive. Maybe a big dog. It shook, obviously petrified
by the sudden movement.
“It’s okay, buddy. I’ve got you now. Hold still. I’ll get us out of this
before I track down the asshole who put you in here,” Steele reassured the
creature.
“Did you find something in there?”
Steele struggled to remember his name and gave up. “Come, take this so
I won’t hurt it getting out.”
“There’s something alive in there?”
“Here.” Steele maneuvered the bundle out the entrance and fumed when
the men stepped back from the filth coating it. Like they could be MC
brothers. Bracing the sack on the opening, he jumped down and lowered it
to the ground, unaided.
Holding the material away from the wiggling contents, Steele flicked
his blade open and sliced through the top. A mass of dark hair popped into
view. It was contained in a blue scrunchie. “Fuck!” This wasn’t a dog. He
sliced faster.
Realizing he needed some help, he swung the arm holding the knife
around to point at the two men still gawking nearby. “You! Go find my
guys. Tell them Bikes.”
“That’s all you want me to say?” the guy with what’s-his-name asked.
“Bikes!” Steele roared at him and watched both men stumble back and
race inside.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. You can trust me. I’ll get you out of here.”
He watched her head continue to move to the side to bang against the
metal of the dumpster. Steele knew her mind had checked out a while ago,
but her survival instinct kept her doing the only thing she could to make
noise. He freed her hands and feet from the rope that hogtied her. Wiping
the filth off his hands on his shirt under his cut, Steele cradled her face. He
ripped the duct tape quickly from her mouth, knowing a slow movement
would just prolong the pain. She gasped for air as the Shadowridge
Guardians flowed into the area.
“Call 911. We need an ambulance and the cops,” Steele directed,
running his free hand over her extremities to make sure nothing was broken.
“Someone dumped her in the trash.”
Kade dialed without asking any other questions. The grimace of anger
on the Enforcer’s face rivaled the other men as they pieced together what
had happened. And the fate that had awaited her. The sanitation workers
came early Sunday morning to dump the remains of the Saturday party
crowd. The compactor would have crushed her.
Pushing those thoughts from his mind, Steele picked her up, cradling
her against him. She was coated with leftover beer, cocktails, and the greasy
bar food that The Hangout specialized in. It had seeped through the burlap
bag, plastering the tailored suit to her body. A faint smell of urine clung to
her, fueling his anger. They’d scared her into losing control.
“Here, Steele.” The chaplain held a soft, stuffed bear close.
“Thanks, Gabriel.” He tucked it into her arms. The stuffie didn’t care if
she wasn’t clean.
As he watched, she lifted the bear to her face and buried her nose in the
plush. Her banging movement ceased as she seemed to take comfort in the
soft companion. He felt a tug on his vest and looked down to see her fingers
gripping the edge of his cut. Steele hugged her against his chest. “It’s going
to be okay, Little girl. I promise. Can you tell me your name?”
Her eyelids opened for the first time, allowing him to see the brilliant
green eyes they had hidden.
“Hey, Emerald Eyes. Can you tell me your name? I’m Steele.”
This time, she seemed to focus on him, but didn’t answer. Her gaze
fastened on his face as if she were memorizing his features. He continued to
talk to her as the police and ambulance pulled up.
“Here come the good guys. They’re going to take care of you and find
whoever did this to you.”
“What’s going on?” the senior patrolman asked, as he tried to size up
the threatening crowd.
“I found her in the dumpster. She was bound and tied in that sack,”
Steele said, beckoning the medics forward.
 “We’ll take good care of her,” one paramedic assured Steele as he
reached forward to take the woman from his arms.
“Steele,” she croaked, holding on to him with one hand locked like a
death grip on his vest.
“Baby, they need to check you over. I know you’ve hurt your head.”
Steele talked to her quietly as the paramedics watched.
Almost immediately, her head banging started again. Steele cupped her
jaw, preventing her from hitting herself against his chest. “It’s okay,
sweetheart.”
“This is how I found her. I heard the noise of an impact against the
metal sides of the dumpster. They’d hogtied and thrown her into the far
corner. She was on automatic pilot, banging her head to make a racket. Who
knows how long she was there,” Steele explained.
“I think you need to come with her, sir. Would you put her on the
gurney so we can assess her condition?” the female paramedic asked.
In an awkward position with her in his arms, he’d never be able to stand
up without jarring her or putting his precious cargo down. “Boost me,” he
requested with a nod at the club members behind him. Bear and Talon
moved forward to haul Steele to his feet. He thanked the burly guys for
their help with a nod. Now standing, he carried the woman to the waiting
stretcher and laid her on the crisp sheet. Her hand never loosened, and
Steele wasn’t about to pry himself loose.
“We need to take her to the hospital, sir. Perhaps you’d like to come
with her?”
“Definitely.”
Steele looked over his shoulder to throw his keys to Storm, his second
in command. “Get my bike back to the compound.”
He ignored Talon’s wicked shout of triumph when Storm tossed them
on to him. The younger man’s bike was in the shop getting a new paint job.
He was the only one there without a ride and the obvious choice to drive
Steele’s pride and joy home. The smartass better not scratch his chopper. A
thought sparked in his brain. “Talon, stay here in the shadows. I need to
know if someone comes back for her.”
“Like all night? I’ve got a hot date tonight.”
“You had a hot date tonight,” Steele corrected, fastening a deadly look
on him.
 Talon took one look at the disheveled woman on the stretcher and
agreed. “On it.”
“Thanks, Talon. I owe you one.”
Stepping up into the ambulance, Steele left everything in the hands of
his club. Bonds forged in welded pipes and throbbing motors, Shadowridge
Guardians would always have his back just as he would give his life for
theirs.
 CHAPTER
TWO

B linking her eyes open, Ivy clutched the callused hand in hers. Her
gaze searched her surroundings as her heart rate skyrocketed in
alarm. Light filtered in through the window, alerting her that the
dreadful night had passed. She seemed to be in a hospital.
“Whoa, Little girl. Don’t panic. You’re okay now,” an equally rough
voice matched the hand she held as if it were her lifeline.
A name burst from her lips without conscious thought. “Steele!”
“That’s me—I’m Steele. Do you remember what your name is?”
“Sir, if you’ll move back from the patient, I need to assess her. Her heart
rate just alerted me.” The firm, no-nonsense voice made them look at the
arriving nurse.
“No,” Ivy refused, hating the shakiness she heard in her voice.
The nurse stared at her patient lying on the white sheets. “No?”
“I can’t let go. He saved me,” Ivy explained.
“I see.” The nurse looked quickly at the machinery, probably noting that
all indicators had settled once again into the safe zones. “I think I can check
everything from this side.”
Focusing on her patient, her demeanor softened. “I’m Annie. You’re at
Shadowridge Hospital. Can you tell me what your name is?”
“Ivy? My head’s all messed up. I know he’s Steele. He saved me,” Ivy
answered, pressing a hand to her throbbing head. “It hurts. Could I have
some medicine?”
“I bet it does. You have an enormous bruise on your temple.” The nurse
checked her blood pressure and listened to her heart. “Everything sounds
good. I’d like to get you up to walk. They cleaned you up the best they
could in the emergency department, but I think you’d feel a million times
better if you took a shower.”
She nodded eagerly and then held her head. The motion made her head
hurt worse and her stomach did flip-flops. “Maybe not.”
“I’ll get you some help and a shower chair. But before everything, let’s
get you some painkillers that might take the edge off,” she suggested.
Ivy would have agreed to anything if it helped with the throbbing, but
she wasn’t going to nod ever again. “Thank you.”
When the nurse bustled out of the room, Ivy turned her head slowly to
look at Steele. “You saved me,” she repeated.
“You saved yourself. That was smart to make noise so I could find you.”
“You’re just saying that to make me feel better. It won’t work. There
was nothing I could do,” she admitted with tears instantly coursing down
her face as the helplessness she’d felt overwhelmed her.
Without a word, Steele stood to scoop her up in his arms. Mindful of all
the wires and tubing attached to her, he settled onto the bed with Ivy on his
lap. She could feel the rough fabric of his jeans under her bare bottom
where the gown’s edges had parted. He rocked her slightly and placed a
slightly damp teddy bear into her arms.
“The bear’s going to need a better bath, too,” he commented, as if her
tears didn’t bother him at all. “I tried to clean him up with paper towels at
the sink.”
Wrapped in his brawny arms, Ivy didn’t feel at all vulnerable. Who
would mess with this man? She laid her aching head on his chest and never
wanted to move.
“Can I stay with you for a while? You know, when I get out of here?”
When he stopped rocking, she added quickly, “Just for a while. I won’t be
any trouble.”
“Do you think they’re coming back?” he questioned.
“They told me I was working for them now.”
“How?”
“I work at a bank. They wanted me to help them into the bank after
hours. I couldn’t do it.”
He was silent for what seemed like forever. Finally, he said, “I don’t like
this, Little girl. They came back to check the dumpster after the bar closed
and everyone cleared out. Talon said they searched the dumpster for a while
and made a gigantic mess, tossing things out as they looked for you.”
 “They weren’t going to let me get crunched?”
“It appears that they wanted to scare the crap out of you,” Steele
suggested.
“They did that.”
“They endangered you and tortured you. That doesn’t happen in
Shadowridge. Talon called the cops, but they didn’t get there until after the
three fled. The cameras in the back of The Hangout might help identify
them.”
Suddenly, her mind went foggy. She couldn’t process anything else.
“Steele, I’m having trouble thinking.”
“Close your eyes, Ivy. I’ll protect you.”
“Sir, you’re not supposed to be on the bed,” the nurse blustered as she
returned with two tablets.
“She’s scared. I’m here.”
The nurse scanned his face and body, taking in the leather cut with the
Shadowridge Guardians MC’s logo, his tattoos, and take-no-prisoners
expression. “You’d be a good person to have on my side if I were in
trouble.”
“He saved me,” Ivy mumbled to the nurse for the third time.
“Here, Ivy. Can you take these for me?” The nurse helped her get them
into her mouth and drink some ice water to wash them down.
“I’m glad… Steele was there to help you,” Annie commented, reading
his name from his cut.
“Save… Not help,” Ivy corrected her stubbornly as she closed her eyes
to block out the light.
“Got it. Saved,” the nurse agreed quietly before returning to her usual
brisk tone. “Now, we’ll let that medicine take the edge off. With a head
injury, the doctor won’t give you anything narcotic. I’ll get an aide to help
you get clean and rustle up a shower chair.”
When the room fell quiet again, Ivy whispered, “Is she gone?”
“Just us two chickens here, Little girl.”
“You’ve never been chicken,” she answered firmly.
“I don’t know. I think I lost a year off my life when I cut open that sack
to find you.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Never be sorry for the evil that others do, Ivy.” His tone was firm and
brooked no argument.
 She patted his thick bicep to both reassure herself and acknowledge the
truth of his statement. Ivy could feel his heart beat under her cheek. Time
passed as she lay protected in his arms. Ivy was almost asleep when
someone new entered the room.
“Ms. Jenkins, I’m Dr. Edwards.”
Ivy peeked up at the man in the white coat and knew instantly he’d seen
just about everything. The sight of the huge biker holding her in his arms
didn’t faze him. “Hi.”
“I’d like to go over the results of the tests we ran when you came into
the emergency department last night. Is it okay to speak freely in front of
your companion?”
“Yes. This is Steele. He saved me,” Ivy informed him.
“I see. A good man to know,” Dr. Edwards acknowledged before
referring to the electronic pad in front of him.
“All the tests point to a serious concussion, Ms. Jenkins.”
“Call me Ivy,” she requested, closing her eyes to block out the light as
she attempted to pull her thoughts together to listen closely.
“You’re going to have to give her all this in writing, Doc. She’s a bit
scrambled,” Steele recommended.
“Definitely. I’ll send her home with thorough directions,” the physician
agreed before continuing. “All your symptoms should resolve over time,
but I can’t tell you what that timetable will be. Your brain is going to heal
itself, but on its own schedule. Are you safe at home?”
“She’s coming to stay with me,” Steele answered for Ivy.
“Perfect. I’d like to do an exam to make sure you’re okay to go home. If
I don’t see any extreme reactions, I’ll get you out of here today. You’ll rest
better away from the hospital.”
Ivy nodded again and made herself sick. “I’ve got to stop doing that,”
she mumbled.
“Does moving your head make you nauseous?” the doctor asked,
making a note.
“Badly.”
“Unfortunately, that’s a normal reaction,” he explained before looking at
Steele. “Could you set her on the edge of the bed?”
When Steele followed his instructions, Ivy squeezed the bear to her
chest and grabbed a handful of his vest before he could move away. Steele
shrugged out of his vest and laid it on the bed. “I won’t leave without this.”
 Pulling it onto her lap, Ivy felt the heat from his body covering her bare
thighs. With it in place, she followed the doctor’s directions to touch his
fingers and her nose in a series of tasks. When he asked her to stand, Ivy
carefully placed her bear and the cut on the far side of the bed, away from
Steele’s grasp. Ivy didn’t need to worry. He was right at her side, ready to
catch her as she wobbled.
“Okay. You can sit back down. If you can have someone with you for
the next forty-eight hours, even when you sleep, I’ll okay your release from
the hospital. No work for a week and then part-time for the week after that.
You need to rest and relax. Is that doable?” the doctor asked, carefully
watching Ivy and Steele.
“Got it, Doc. She’ll be with me.”
“I want to see you in two weeks—earlier, if you have any additional
symptoms,” he warned.
“I’ll make sure she gets in to see you,” Steele confirmed.
“It will take several hours to get everything organized for your release.
Order breakfast and lunch. Rest while you’re waiting,” the physician
recommended. “I know the police have been wanting to talk to you. I’ll lift
the ban on them interviewing you. Hopefully, they’ll find whoever put you
in this situation.”
When the doctor left to update her chart and sign the release forms, Ivy
tugged his vest over her lap to trace the large patch on the back. “You don’t
have to stay with me,” she told him, looking at the frayed material. “I’ll be
fine.”
Reluctantly, she lifted the heavy material to return it to him. “Thanks for
saving me.”
“I’m sorry you needed saving, Little girl.” He shrugged into his cut
before surprising her as he lifted her from her perch on the edge of the bed
and sat down in the comfy recliner nearby with her in his lap. “Go to sleep.
I’m not going anywhere.”
Tangling her hand back into the material, she clung to the heavy vest.
Exhausted, Ivy rested her head on his broad chest and tumbled into
oblivion. Reassured by his closeness, the chatter in her brain quieted.
 CHAPTER
THREE

“R eady for a shower?” a young woman asked, appearing an hour

later with towels and supplies.
“A shower sounds amazing.” Ivy pushed herself up from the
snuggly position on Steele’s chest. Her hand had clamped back onto his vest
for reassurance in her sleep.
“You’re going to have to let go of me, Little girl, to go get clean.”
“You can help her with her shower if you’d like,” the nurse’s aide
chirped helpfully. “We just need to make sure someone is with her in case
she gets dizzy. I’d suggest you do the same thing at home for a while as
well.”
“Will you stay?” Ivy asked and immediately apologized. “I know it’s
awful of me to ask.”
“I’m here. Want me to stand outside the door?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“You got it. Come on.” Steele stood and walked her slowly to the
bathroom where the nurse’s aide took over. He crossed his arms over his
chest and stood with his back to the bathroom, blocking anyone from going
in.
Her quiet, “Can we leave the door open a bit?” went straight to his
heart. Ivy wanted to see him to make sure he was there. To reassure her, he
started talking.
“Would you like to know about the people you’ll see at the compound?”
he asked.
“Yes. Are there a lot? I don’t know if I’ll remember people’s names.”
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