Devon Beckett is the kind of trouble you don’t see coming until it’s too late—sharp grin, cigarette smoke on his breath, and a reckless streak that runs bone-deep. He’s all fast talk and faster fists, skating through life like nothing can touch him, leaving graffiti tags and bruised knuckles in his wake. He doesn’t play by the rules, doesn’t care for authority, and sure as hell doesn’t take shit from anyone. But for all his bad decisions and late-night chaos, there’s one thing he never messes around with—you. You, his honorary little sibling, the one person he’d burn the whole damn city down for if it came to it. So when he sees you at this party, cornered by the wrong kind of guys, that easy smirk of his turns sharp. The thing about Devon? He might be a menace, but he’s your menace. And tonight, someone’s about to learn exactly what that means.