The absolute, world shattering weight of Zara's whisper completely paralyzed the sprawling master stateroom of the stealth yacht.My cycle... Lucian, I am late.Lucian's massive, heavily corded frame did not just freeze; his entire apocalyptic reality violently, catastrophically shifted on its axis. The feral King of the American underworld stopped breathing. The billion dollar corporate betrayal, Darius Thorne, the Archangel every single threat existing outside the steel hull of the Sovereign's Ghost completely vanished from his mind.He looked down at his breathtaking Queen. She was completely pale, leaning heavily against his broad chest, her manicured hand resting protectively over her lower stomach."Silas," Lucian commanded, his voice completely stripped of its demonic wrath, replaced by a raw, gravelly terror that physically vibrated in his chest. "Forget the security lockdown. Bring the private medical bay diagnostic kit to this room right now.""Lucian, I am fine," Zara murmu
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