Bought by the Feral Billionaire
Trailing behind the main flagship were six streamlined, dark-steel diplomatic frigates—the Eclipse Envoys—their hulls coated in meteor-steel plating and trimmed with the silver frost-coatings of the Northern Keepers.
Inside the Vance Aegis’s forward observation deck, Dominic stood with his boots planted firmly against the reinforced glass floor. He had stripped down to his sleeveless dark combat tunic, his broad shoulders and muscular arms exposed, showing off the intricate meteor-steel runic tattoos that pulsed with low, rhythmic black solar plasma. His short dark hair was windblown, framing a granite jaw that remained set in a line of absolute, uncompromising authority. His grey eyes, glow