Five years ago three men confessed to killing my brother. Now I'm living with them. Five years ago I was falsely accused of murder. Then three gorgeous enigmatic men confessed to the crime. Otis: the quirky protector who worships the ground I walk on. Wolf: my dead brother's best friend, forbidden to touch me. Jace: the bully who despises me. The newspapers called them the Blackwell Beasts. Were they scapegoats for someone else's crime? Or is one-or all of them-a killer? Now that we're living together, I'm prepared for any possibility-except falling for the three men who may have murdered my brother.
