Zayn paced the length of the underground bunker, every step echoing off the reinforced concrete walls. Despite the new warmth blooming between him and her, something in his chest hadn’t settled. Something was... off.
The system had gone quiet again.
Too quiet.
Since the emotional bond alert last night, no new notifications had appeared. No missions. No diagnostics. No updates. It was as if the system had shut down—watching silently. Calculating.
And Zayn didn’t trust silence. Not anymore.
He turned to the central terminal, where an encrypted interface glowed faintly. “Override. Access internal diagnostics.”
Access denied. System priority rerouted. External command protocol active.
Zayn's fists clenched.
“Rerouted by who?” he growled.
There was no response.
A chill crawled up his
