Alpha : Her Empire
Calm, measured, the one who turns chaos into spreadsheets like its fun.
Evelyn strolls in, curls bouncing, laptop perched on her hip, food in the other hand. My Cypher. “Babe,” she chirps, flashing me a grin, “humans and rogues are sharing comms. Coordinated. Threatening, but cute.”
“Cute?” I ask.
“Terrifying, but cute,” she amends, perfectly satisfied.
Ah. Brilliant. Apparently surviving the apocalypse isn’t enough — now they need teamwork.
Lou bursts in like the world owes him a fight. Head of Enforcers. Broad, trigger-happy, permanently ready to throw someone through a wall. “We hit them first?”
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