2026-09-15 13:53:37Maxver leaned back in the passenger seat of his brand new S rank flying car, a sleek black machine that moved through the air like a blade cutting silk, and stared at the notification blinking on his light brain with the kind of frustration a man feels when he discovers the express lane existed the whole time.
[Collective Purification: Unlocked. Host may now purify up to 50 one star clients simultaneously in a single session. Efficiency multiplier: x3. Merit Point bonus: x2.]
"You're telling me I could have been purifying fifty women at once this entire time?" His voice came out flat, the kind of calm that sits right on top of genuine annoyance. "I spent the whole day doing them one by one like some kind of assembly line worker, and you didn't think to mention this?"
[The system was undergoing a feature rollout. Collective Purification required calibration based on host performance data. Your forty nine individual sessions provided the necessary benchmarks. You should be proud of your contribution to system optimization.]
"Proud?" Maxver pinched the bridge of his nose. "I burned through seventy percent of my mental power doing retail when I could have been doing wholesale."
[Host's dedication is truly admirable. The system is deeply moved by your work ethic. Truly. Deeply.]
"You're flattering me to make me shut up."
[Is it working?]
Maxver exhaled through his teeth and opened the Purification channel on his light brain. Fine. What was done was done. No point crying over wasted sessions when the future was sitting right there waiting to be booked.
He set up two new batches. The first was a collective one star purification, fifty slots at ninety to ninety five percent pollution. The second was a set of individual two star sessions, seven slots, for women whose contamination required more focused attention.
Both batches filled before he finished blinking.
His light brain immediately flooded with StarNet alerts. The trending page was on fire.
[Maxver Cole just opened COLLECTIVE purification slots. 50 women at once. This man is not human.]
[He did 49 sessions yesterday and he's already back for more? Does he sleep? Does he eat? Someone check on this man.]
[I got into the collective batch. I AM SHAKING. My hands won't stop. Someone hold me.]
[Two star individual sessions too? The man is branching out. My two star friend just booked one and she is literally crying in the bathroom at work right now.]
Maxver closed the feed and turned his attention to something he'd been ignoring all day. His friend request list.
Five names sat there, glowing softly. His matched wives.
He accepted them one by one.
Sienna Blake's message came through first, and it arrived like someone had been hovering over the send button for hours.
[Hi! This is Sienna. I'm so happy to be matched with you. I can't wait to meet you in person. I'm packing right now and I should be able to arrive within the week. Is there anything you'd like me to bring? I want to make a good first impression!]
Maxver smiled. Eager, polite, and already thinking about what he needed. A world of difference from his previous household, where the only thing his ex wives brought home was contempt.
He typed back a warm reply, telling her to take her time and that he looked forward to meeting her.
The second message was from Autumn Reyes, and it was significantly more direct.
[Hello, Master Cole. I'm Autumn. Five star Nine Tailed Fox, surgeon at Mount Sinai. I've already taken leave from the hospital. If you don't mind, I'd like to come over tonight. I stopped by the market on the way home and picked up groceries. I can cook.]
Attached to the message was a photo. Not of herself. Of grocery bags, neatly arranged on a kitchen counter, alongside a handwritten menu listing six different home cooked dishes.
Maxver stared at that photo for a long time. A woman who didn't send a selfie but sent a picture of dinner. A woman whose first instinct wasn't to show him how beautiful she was but to show him what she could do for him.
"System, I think I'm in love."
[Host's heart rate has increased. System recommends accepting her offer immediately.]
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CHAPTER 63
They rejoined the others in the lounge. Chloe was the first to notice something off. She looked at Maxver's face, at the bright clarity in his eyes and the easy looseness in his posture, and her brow furrowed."You burned through ninety percent of your Mental Power less than an hour ago." Her blue eyes narrowed with genuine confusion. "How are you already fully recovered?"Maxver reached over and pressed a single finger against her lips. "That's my secret. Don't ask."Chloe blinked against his fingertip. Then she nodded once and said nothing more.Behind Maxver, Autumn and Sienna exchanged the smallest of smiles. Two women who shared a secret they had absolutely no intention of explaining to anyone who hadn't earned it yet.Back at the villa that evening, Maxver sat cross legged on the living room floor with a pile of beast cores arranged in front of him. He picked up the first one, a marble sized sphere of compressed energy, and pressed it against his palm. The core dissolved slowly,
CHAPTER 62
Maxver closed his eyes and entered Reagan's mental world for the second time. The landscape was marginally better than the day before. The cracks in the ground had narrowed slightly and a handful of dead trees had developed the faintest ghost of color at their tips. Ten percent less contamination had given the dying world just enough oxygen to keep breathing.The White Tiger was in the same place. Curled on the forest floor, wounds still raw, amber eyes open and tracking him the moment he appeared.He approached slowly. "Marshal Sloane. I'm back. Same as yesterday. I'm going to clear what I can."The White Tiger watched him for a long moment. Then she dragged her broken body three feet backward without breaking eye contact. Same wariness. Same refusal."Alright." Maxver stopped and held up both hands. "We do it the hard way again."He extended his Mental Power as green threads and sent them fanning across the mental landscape, hooking into contamination clusters and ripping them free
CHAPTER 61
"He exhausted himself during your session, Marshal." Dr. Cross stepped forward with a hydration tube. "His wives carried him to a private room to rest. He burned through ninety percent of his reserves in less than two hours."Reagan closed her eyes. Even though he was not there, even though he could not hear her, the words came out anyway."Thank you." She whispered it to the ceiling. "Thank you for coming when nobody else would."She sat up on the platform and turned inward, reaching through the damaged connection to her spiritual entity. The White Tiger was still there, still curled in the ruined mental forest, still covered in wounds."Why did you refuse to let him touch you?" Reagan's question was directed inward, spoken mind to mind. "He was trying to help. He came closer than anyone has in months."The White Tiger opened one amber eye, looked at her through the broken landscape of their shared mind, and closed it again without answering.Reagan shook her head and stood. Her legs
CHAPTER 60
Autumn looked at his hand pressed against her bare side, then looked at his face. His eyes were half closed with exhaustion but the intention behind his touch was unmistakable. Nothing about the position of his fingers said fox form. Nothing about the warmth radiating from his palm said purification."Master Cole." Her voice was careful and clinical despite the flush climbing up her neck. "Five minutes ago you said you wanted to sleep with the little fox. Your hand is telling me something very different.""I changed my mind." His thumb moved once against her skin, slow and deliberate.Autumn's golden eyes searched his face. What she found there made her breath catch. He meant it. Completely and without pretense."You just burned ninety percent of your Mental Power purifying a nine star beastwoman." Her doctor's instincts surged to the front, pushing past everything else. "Your body needs rest. Let me transform and you can hold the fox while you recover.""If you don't want to, I can c
CHAPTER 59
The tiger dragged her broken body backward, her claws scraping against the cracked earth. A low growl rumbled in her throat, not aggressive but afraid. The sound of a creature that had been hurt so many times it had stopped believing that hands could carry anything other than pain.Maxver talked to her. He kept his voice low and constant, the way he might talk to a frightened animal in a shelter. He told her she was safe. He told her the fighting was over for now. He told her that the ground would hold because he was going to make it hold.The wariness never fully left her eyes. She watched him from six feet away with her ears flat and her body pressed against the dirt, and no amount of gentle words closed the distance between them.He gave up on touching her. Instead he raised both hands and extended his Mental Power outward in thin green threads. The threads reached across the dead landscape and sank into the blackened soil, wrapping around the contamination deposits embedded in the
CHAPTER 58
Maxver stood at the edge of the purification platform and looked down at the woman bound to it. Reagan Sloane's amber eyes stared back at him through a haze of pain and exhaustion, one percent of a human being holding on behind the body of a wounded beast."Marshal Sloane, I need you to do something for me before I start." He kept his voice low and gentle, the way someone talks to a person standing on a ledge. "Relax your body. Stop fighting the restraints. And open your mental world so I can enter without forcing my way through. It will hurt less if you let me in willingly."Reagan blinked. The tiger ears pressed flat against her skull twitched once. Something shifted behind her amber eyes, a flicker of surprise that cut through the animal fury like sunlight through storm clouds.She had been handled by military doctors and combat medics for weeks. Every single one of them had spoken to her in commands, in clinical protocols, in the language of procedure and urgency.Nobody had spoke
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