Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 674

Chapter 674: Pattern

Once was bad luck. Twice was a pattern.

New Dawn had no reason to be here. They were first by a mile. Efficient point farming in the mid-range zones was their winning strategy, and they’d been executing it flawlessly for eighteen days. Abandoning that approach to hunt the same high-level targets as a fifth-place team made zero strategic sense.

Unless the goal wasn’t points. Unless the goal was denial.

His father had ordered New Dawn’s rookie squad to shadow him, to deny Kaiden every viable high-level kill in the northern range while farming those kills themselves as a bonus.

It was exactly the kind of strategic suffocation Magnus Ashborn had built his career on.

<I’m going to kill him!>

Alice’s voice exploded in his head with enough fury to make his vision swim.

<That miserable, pathetic, controlling piece of shit! He can’t beat you so he sends his dogs to steal your kills?! I’ll burn his guild hall to the ground! I’ll->

<Alice.>

<Don’t Alice me, big brother! I’m livid!>

<I know. You are not alone. Yet we must stop.>

The halo above his head pulsed violently, gold light bleeding through the dark before she wrestled it back under control. Her breathing was ragged in his mind, sharp and hot with the kind of rage that only family betrayal could produce.

She stopped.

Luna’s fists were shaking at her sides, Storm crackling across her knuckles in unstable arcs. Calypso’s tail was rigid, her grin gone, replaced by bared teeth that had nothing to do with fun. Aria had landed beside him, her expression the coldest Kaiden had ever seen it. Nyx’s usual amusement was gone.

Even Bastet’s composure had cracked. The Pharaoh’s golden eyes were fixed on the plateau where Mariana’s squad was dismantling their target, and the serene indifference was gone. What remained was the look of an empress whose territory had been invaded.

They were all furious.

"Everyone." Kaiden’s voice was quiet, the same tone he used when he told Vaelira to remember her place.

The girls turned toward him.

And froze.

Kaiden Grey was angry. Not the cold, calculated anger they’d seen during the Magnus confrontation. Not the dismissive contempt he’d shown Ash. This was rawer, something that lived in the tendons of his neck and the white of his knuckles.

He looked more furious than any of them. And what made it truly brutal was how clearly he was holding it back. Every muscle in his body was a leash, and the thing on the other end of it wanted blood.

Luna had never seen him like this.

None of them had.

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