His Unwanted Wife Returned as a Boss
It was a simple, stylized silver fox—the emblem of Siren and the Corsairs.
"The pirates," Julian breathed. "Siren came for her seat at the table."
> D******D COMPLETE.
> SYSTEM INITIALIZED.
The lights in the barn went out. Then, every monitor, every tablet, and even the HUDs in the attacking helicopters flickered to life with a single, clear image.
It was a wireframe model of a child's face, her eyes opening with a terrifying, ancient intelligence.
"Father," the voice didn't come from the speakers. It came from every electronic device within a mile, a perfect, digital harmony. "The house is clean now. Shall I lock the doors?"