Chapter 97: The Shadow War Begins
"Robert..." she whispered, her hazel eyes fluttering shut as my lips brushed the sensitive skin of her neck.
"It's Grik now," I growled softly, my voice dropping an octave.
"And Grik doesn't just hold the women he loves. He claims them."
She let out a soft, shuddering moan, her hands sliding up into my dark hair. She arched her back slightly, pressing her hips closer to mine in a completely instinctual, desperate reaction.
I was just about to pull her into a bruising kiss when my vision violently exploded.
BZZZZT!
A blinding red system interface shattered the romantic haze, accompanied by a blaring, silent klaxon in my mind.
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[CRITICAL ALERT: Perimeter Breach Detected.]
[Warning: Five hostile, heavily masked magical signatures have crossed the boundaries of the Obsidian Bungalow. Threat Level: High.]
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