She stitched up his brothers without asking questions. Now he's claiming her as his.Carly Daltry works the night shift in the South Bronx's bloodiest ER. She's seen enough violence to know when trouble walks through her door—and enough death to stop flinching at it. When a loan shark's collector grabs her in the hospital parking garage, she expects to handle it the way she handles everything: alone.She didn't expect him.Gravedigger hasn't felt anything in years. The Gotham Reapers' VP handles bodies for the club, processing the dead with the same detachment he brings to the living. People are categories: useful, dangerous, irrelevant. He stopped wanting anything a long time ago.Then a trauma nurse treated his brother without asking questions—and he couldn't stop watching her.When a loan shark threatens Carly over her brother's debt, Gravedigger doesn't ask permission to protect her. She patched up his people. That makes her his. Now he's dismantling a twenty-five-year criminal empire one body at a time, and the woman who doesn't flinch at blood is starting to make him feel things he thought were dead.She says she doesn't need saving. He says she doesn't get a choice.His woman. His to protect. Anyone who threatens her gets buried.Gravedigger's Fury is a full-length, standalone MC romance with a possessive alpha hero, a heroine who runs toward danger, and an HEA. No cheating, no cliffhanger. This is Book 2 in the Gotham Reapers series.