The Lycan Ceo Unclaimed Twins
It was beautiful, cold, and utterly indifferent.
A voice, not heard but felt, resonated through the void. [PROTOCOL EXCEPTION DETECTED. RECALIBRATING PARAMETERS.]
The twins were levitating now, their hair floating around them like halos. They were the bridge, the interface between the simulation and the Architect.
"Leo! Lyra!" I cried out, but they couldn't hear me. They were somewhere else, somewhere deep within the code.
Dominic stood by my side, drawing his sword—a blade made of nothing but shadow and intent. He looked at the sky, at the massive, grinding gears of the Architect. "If this is the end of the simulation, then let’s make sure they remember us before it’s gone."