The Apocalyptic Queen's Werewolf Journey (Thora and Darius) novel Chapter 147

**Shadows Hearts by Joseph King**
**Chapter 147: Can You Do It?**

A warm smile spread across Darius’s face as he took Thora’s hand, guiding her to the far side of the spacious room. The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation, an electric energy that crackled between them.

In the heart of the room stood a circular treadmill, its diameter stretching nearly ten feet. Surrounding it were an array of high-tech gadgets: a sleek head-mounted display, haptic gloves that seemed to pulse with potential, and full-body motion tracking gear waiting to be utilized.

“Are you ready to give it a shot?” Darius asked, his voice rich with playful temptation, a hint of challenge dancing in his tone.

Thora’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded. “Absolutely,” she replied, her feet already moving toward the equipment, eager to embrace the experience.

But Darius was quicker on his feet. He swiftly grabbed the gear, carefully unboxing it as he continued, “Virtual reality, or VR, has come a long way since its inception over a century ago. Initially crafted for gaming, it has transformed into a multifaceted tool used across various industries. We’re talking about full tactile feedback, scent simulation, neural syncing—complete sensory immersion that makes you feel as if you’re living the experience, right down to the last breath.”

As he spoke, Darius stepped closer, his hands deftly placing the headset atop Thora’s head, adjusting it with a tenderness that caught him off guard.

“The military and specialized fields have come to rely on VR for their training simulations. It conserves space and reduces personnel costs. But trust me, none of their systems hold a candle to the one you’ve designed,” he continued, his admiration evident in his tone.

Darius watched as Thora allowed him to fit the gear, her calm demeanor making it difficult for him to suppress the urge to pinch her cheek playfully.

“The essence of any great product lies not just in the technology, but in the creativity of its design. Technical skills can be acquired, honed, and perfected, but vision—creative thinking—is what renders something truly irreplaceable.”

Thora remained stoic, yet he could sense her attentiveness to his words.

When Darius shifted into a more serious mode, he was capable of engaging in a genuine conversation.

“Mm,” she replied, her voice steady, yet lacking the enthusiasm he had hoped for.

Darius felt a twitch of annoyance. Seriously? After all that buildup, he was aiming for a compliment and all he received was a nonchalant “Mm”?

With a slight huff of frustration, he grabbed one of the motion suits and assisted her in slipping it on.

As he reached across her chest to zip her up, he leaned in close, his voice dropping to a teasing whisper. “Still haven’t grown, huh?”

Thora’s expression was blank for a moment, confusion flickering across her features.

But within seconds, her demeanor shifted to icy fury, and she swung her elbow sharply toward Darius.

Her reaction didn’t catch him off guard; he had anticipated it. With a quick sidestep, he dodged her strike, and just like that, they found themselves sparring in the R&D center, completely oblivious to the world around them.

Carl, the technician, spun around, feigning complete ignorance to the playful chaos unfolding before him.

Despite the headset obscuring her vision, Thora’s movements were sharp and precise, as if she were in perfect sync with her instincts.

Darius didn’t retaliate; instead, he danced away from her strikes, a bright grin illuminating his face.

Yes, this was the Thora he adored. She was only truly entertaining when she was fired up. It made her all the more endearing.

“Thora, if you keep this up, you’re going to miss the test window,” Darius warned, ducking under a swift kick and grabbing her forearm mid-motion.

Thora froze, her expression transforming into a steely glare. With a forceful yank, she pulled her arm back, nearly sending Darius off balance.

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