The safety chamber still held residual heat.Red alarm lights blinked at a fixed rhythm, like a mechanical pulse refusing to stabilize.The air was thick with a lingering mix of male pheromones and Zero-strain toxin—sharp, metallic, alive.Alexander’s massive frame knelt on one knee against the metal deck.Still.Controlled—but only barely.He tilted his head upward.His gaze locked onto her.Vivienne stood above him.Unmoving.Unresisting.As if this violent, unstable creature in front of her was not a threat—but an extension of her will.His rough, oversized fingers gripped the torn collar of her black tactical shirt.Slow.Deliberate.He tightened his hold gradually, pressing his fingertips through fabric into cold skin, deliberately covering the faint, fading iris mark beneath.Possessive.Almost ritualistic.He lowered his head.Hot breath brushed against her clavicle.The place where his bite still remained.Vivienne lowered her gaze slightly.No resistance.No correction.She a
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