The air inside the grand executive suite grew dangerously thin, the oxygen seemingly sucked out by the sheer, suffocating pressure of Torin’s emerging beast. The chrome-gray of his eyes had completely vanished, swallowed entirely by a blinding, celestial white glare that cast long, distorted shadows against the sealed titanium walls.Marcus didn't flinch. Despite the terrifying aura radiating from the supreme Alpha, a cold, calculated smirk lingered on his lips. He slowly slid his hands into the pockets of his pristine white suit, entirely unbothered by the fact that Greta and forty elite enforcers had every laser sight locked squarely on his chest."You always were too dependent on brute force, cousin," Marcus murmured, his voice echoing smoothly across the cavernous room. "You break a fleet, you crush a council, you tear down a silo. You think that makes you a king. But a king is only as strong as the foundation holding his throne—and yours has been rotting from the inside out fo
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