ake me laugh. It's pro

ut into the corridor. She had followed her

of her terminal. The first file was open. A handsome, stern-fac

Kyler

rshal of the Im

S-Class Wyv

ople in the galaxy stop breathing. A Grand

ho he was. The name

t something

, let out a choked gasp. Her eyes widened in h

her voice cracking. "The Dragon

he ballroom and were now peering over Hadley's shoulder. The sig

th a national hero?

reeze. Then, Rhiannon's shock slowly curdled, and her lips twisted into a d

"Look closer! Yes, he was the Grand Marshal. But he was decommissioned ye

ous titles, a single line of tex

inal Psi-Ene

hat was a death sentence. He was a ticking time bomb, a berserker who coul

hifted instantly from jeal

grimly. "An 80% collapse... he won't last three months. Bin

airing a Psi-Null, a female with zero energy to soothe a collapsing Therian, with the

again. And again. Four mor

r classified

t Tillman. SSS-Clas

Brennon Hendrix. SSS-Cl

Hugh Hamilton. SSS-Cl

rel George. SP-Clas

ful warriors the galaxy had ever kno

f them we

n to all five files. A single, chilling se

Sanitarium, Pl

pt through the corridor. It was

prison on a toxic, forgotten planet where the Imperium sent its faile

r stomach, tears of mirth

hackled to five dying madmen, but you're being exiled to the galaxy's most notor

d fist. She calmly closed the holographic files. She looked at Rhiannon, a cold, flat gaze sweeping over her cousin's

ngagement contracts are terminated, the Prescott family's collateral claim on the downto

terminal buzzed violently. She glanced down at it, and the color drained from he

e of five high-ranking military officers, she had been granted residency rights.

lert, this one

ez, and Prescott families. All assets are revoked. Additionally, the downtown penthouse property ha

ve up their spoils easily. She was pen

ned, laced with venom. "Well, well. Looks like you won't even have money

said, looking directly at Hadley, his eyes flicking to her cheap dress.

as suitcase tucked away in a corner-the original Hadley's only lugga

ment, surrounded by enemies and stripped of everything, s

Tartarus-7. A prison planet far from the reach of these powerful families. It wasn't a

he heavy glass do

her. New York was crying, a

skin. She didn't shiver. She just lifted her gaze, her sharp eyes scanning

journey