ters on the Vane flagship,

A-grade pheromones had been utterly useless. In fact, her cloying scent

hundercloud. The entire crew held their brea

hair, his personal terminal let

It was a mandatory pop-up fr

itted the application for Mandatory Termination of the Matching Contrac

ng text. His pupils shrank

w it. The court ac

on popped up. It wa

. The Tr

respect. Ju

keyboard. He typed out a furious command fo

creen: [Message Failed. You have

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rade mental pressure exp

e collapsed to their knees, gasping for air

His handsome face twisted int

f ears burst from the top of his head, pinning back aggres

nary he had kept locked in a cage was not only flying a

m anymore. This was

e crushing pressure, forced himself to spe

d to the man. He let out a dark, crue

ve that useless woman the gut

f control. He was going to that tribuna

delusions. He was going to watch her drop to her knees, crying,

len Vane's female, even a piece of E-grade trash,

nd fangs to retract back into his human form. He smoothed his expression i

the Fleet Propaganda Department. Have them send a swarm of media bots to

ke the calls. A cold sweat broke out on his back. Somethi

ed contempt for Lyra blinded him completely. He was already p

er's shuttle. He didn't even glance at the doze

g in agony over the loss of his mate, bu

nto his own execution, c