Page 8 of Star Claimed Omega
The rebel cell group was eventually captured and imprisoned for sedition.
From the jail yard, Xander and his co-conspirators, whom he called the Strong Guard, directed the revolution across the planet using coded messages and secret links.
Then the Apocalypse struck. Nuclear storms destroyed the prison.
Xander and his crew should have died, but an alien force, surging with strange violet energy from an artifact beneath them, saved them.
It fused their cells with itself and local wolf DNA, transforming their tissues into regenerative aetheric nuclei. This gave the men the ability to shift into transcendent lycans, moving between mortal and spectral forms.
Permanent glyphs got etched into their skin as new, unexpected lycan powers surged to life. They escaped together, forming a pack and becoming mercenaries-for-hire under the Signet Group.
Xander emerged as their Commander, theAlpha.
His name, Alexandr-Alexandr Levine Roman, became synonymous with visionary, survivor, and slayer.
Xander and his Strong Guard repurposed an old prison carrier into a dreadnought on the ruins of their island home, Melilla.
When massive flotillas amassed to ferry humans to Pegasi, a mafia syndicate paid handsomely for Signet’s protection during the migration.
Now, the mafia consortium respected and feared him; Don Enrico Bianchi of the influential Bianchi clan trusted him enough to let Xander marry his daughter, Savvine, and take over the clan’s security.
The reason was singular: the Signet pack honored its agreements.
Xander’s promise to Santiago and his fellow brothers was clear: ‘Maintain loyalty to me and Signet, and I’ll guarantee you safe passage to Pegasi. A place where we can finally breathe free and build a life unburdened by constraint.’
Santi proved a brilliant, astute tactician, possessing operational finesse and the ability to inspire loyalty.
This competence led Xander to appoint Santi as his executive officer.
Now, as the frenzy of thekokoaddict’s attack eased off, Santi sighed and worked the tension from his neck.
Xander tipped his chin to his XO. ‘Let’s take some time soon to work through a strategy to face off with thekokogangs.’
‘Hell yeah,’ Kaal grunted, always up for action.
‘I freakin’ lost my lunch over a druggo,’ Santi muttered, turning back toward the arcade. ‘After I’ve had a fresh bowl of ramen,hermanos,we can talk. Perhaps a shower after too, to cleanse thiskoko-infused scent and grime.’
The others chuckled.
‘We’ll join you,’ Xander grinned, placing a heavy hand on his shoulder.
‘Self-invitation, brother? For the nourishment or the cleaning?’
‘Always the food, hard pass on the pit clean.’
‘I protest.’
His captain arched a brow. ‘We’refamilia, cabrón. I can crash your party whenever thefokkI want.’
SOLEIL
‘Even on an ark adrift among stars, the lake remembers Earth,and every soul who gazes into its depths imagines the life they might have lived.’
Or so Soleil D’Amato believed, her gaze drifting across the most unlikely body of water in the Wildlight Expanse.
La Última Sombra’s legendary reservoir, situated deep in the heart of a dreadnought warship, was already her new favored sanctuary.
It offered an unforgettable view of such splendor that it stung her eyes.
