Her Possessive Alien Daddy

She woke the Reaper who should have stayed dead.

One touch from the desperate little scavenger and the mark ignited — burning my claim into her chest, syncing her heartbeat to my twin ones.

Nyra Vane thought she could steal from a ghost ship.

Instead she became mine. My marker. My obsession.

My golden weakness in a galaxy that already tried to bury me.

She fought like a wild thing… then chose to stay. Chose to fight beside me. Chose her possessive alien Daddy when she could have run.

Now the void itself will learn what happens when you threaten what’s mine.

She ran toward the shuttle once.

I opened every door and still she came back to me.