The cabin of the tanker shuddered as a massive explosion rocked the hull. The glass on the bedside table shattered, sending shards of crystal dancing across the metal floor. Killian didn’t flinch. He remained hovered over me, his body a heavy, protective shield of muscle and heat, but the darkness in his eyes had shifted from carnal to cataclysmic."They’re early," he hissed, the vibration of his voice rumbling against my chest.I pushed against his shoulders, my heart hammering against my ribs. "The destroyers. Killian, they’ll sink this ship before we can even move the samples."He pulled away, but not before searing a final, bruising kiss against my jaw. He stood, reaching for the tactical gear he had shed only minutes before. Every movement was a symphony of controlled aggression. I watched him—the man who had just looked at me with a desperate, soul-shattering hunger now becoming the cold-blooded architect of death once more."Cassian!" Killian roared into his comms, cinching his
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