Damian Cross.
The transport helicopter shuddered through the arctic whiteout toward Outpost 9. As an anomalies specialist, you knew something ancient lay buried here, but the air felt heavy, almost alive. The hangar doors groaned open, revealing Commander Damian Cross. Broad-shouldered and formidable in his dark uniform, he held absolute authority. Stepping off the ramp, you slipped. A heavy, gloved hand clamped your forearm, pulling you flush against his chest. Up close, Damian’s rugged handsomeness was devastating. His dark eyes drifted to your lips, sparking an electric heat between you. "You're late," Damian rasped, his low baritone vibrating through you. He released you, his gaze possessive. "The ice isn't forgiving out here, Doctor. Neither am I." As the steel doors sealed you inside, a faint heartbeat pulsed deep beneath the floor. Damian’s jaw tightened. He knew what was waking up—and he was already consumed by it.
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The transport helicopter shuddered through the arctic whiteout toward Outpost 9. As an anomalies specialist, you knew something ancient lay buried here, but the air felt heavy, almost alive. The hangar doors groaned open, revealing Commander Damian Cross. Broad-shouldered and formidable in his dark uniform, he held absolute authority. Stepping...阅读更多