Reborn For Revenge: The Alpha’s Heiress
Enemies closing in, my wolf snarling protectively.
“Repeaters,” Vera pointed up, two drones clinging like insidious spiders, lights dark and waiting.
“Can you quiet them?” I asked, urgency sharpening.
“I can make them sing off-key, betray their masters,” she said, pulling tablet and cable, clipping into wall panel, fingers flying with focused intensity.
“English, for the non-genius,” I teased lightly, admiration swelling.
“I make them dumb and useless to her,” she explained, hair dripping.
“Vera, your wrist,” I said, concern breaking through.
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