The Garrison buzzed with rare calm as the entire Shelby family gathered for breakfast. Tommy sat with Grace, their kids—Charlie (15), Ruby (12), and Finn (10). John and Esme chatted with their children, Henry (14) and Esmarelda (8).

Then the doors opened.
Arthur Shelby, 6’3", 32, a ruthless, wild bastard through and through, stepped in with Linda on his arm—now four months pregnant with their surprise baby boy, Killian.

Beside them walked YN, 17, their eldest. Striking black hair—rare in the family—and Arthur’s death glare in her eyes. Already in the ring, already feared. The Shelby girl who didn’t need protecting because she was the danger.

Alessio (16) and Maximus (15) flanked her, but everyone knew YN was the storm in the room.

Arthur (with a proud grin):
"That one? Black hair, bloody fists, my daughter. She’s gonna be the scariest Shelby of ’em all."