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Styx
My enforcers circled the room like hungry raptors waiting for the communication link to be established. The Kronos soldier had been taken from the ReGen Pod, taken one look at my face, and begged for a quick end. He should.
My soft-hearted mate argued to spare his life, tried to convince me he deserved to live. But he’d killed countless members of her team on Latiri, taken more hostage, and tried to kill the one person in the galaxy whose life I placed above all others.
Hers.
Harper may have wanted me to spare him, but the Kronos was a dead man, and he knew it.
He’d told us everything, and, as promised, I’d allowed Cormac to take him away and end things quickly. Painlessly.
The bastard didn’t deserve such mercy, but it would make my mate happy, so I contented myself with kno
