[Harem Bond: Thora - Loyalty Reached 95%]

[Conquest Milestone Achieved!]

[You have successfully claimed and dominated the former Chieftain’s primary wife in public view]

Level Up!

Level 22 → Level 23

Strength +4 | Vitality +5 | Charisma +6 | Dominance +8 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

[New Title Acquired: Chief’s Breaker]

Effect: +20% increased pleasure and submission speed when claiming women who once belonged to another leader.

[Skill Evolution!]

Conquest Bond: You can now share small portions of your stats with bonded harem members permanently.

New Passive: Afterglow – Bonded women recover stamina faster and gain temporary strength after being filled with your seed.

A smile formed on Kane’s face, but it didn’t waver his focus.

"One thousand and one," Kane grunted, pressing his massive frame up from the dirt floor.

"One thousand and two."

Morning light cut through the gaps in the tent, reflecting streaks across his sweat-filled back.

Each push-up made his powerful shoulders and thick arms bulge with raw strength.

He just enjoyed the burn in his muscles since it reminded him that this body was real.

A soft rustle came from the large pile of furs in the corner of the room. Kane paused mid-push-up and looked over his shoulder.

Thora stretched her arms above her head, letting the blankets slip down to reveal her breasts.

She wore a satisfied smile. Sira was curled up right next to her, her hair tangled across the pillow.

She groaned softly and pulled the fur blanket back up to her chin, trying to block out the morning light.

’This is better than any game I’ve played,’ Kane thought, pushing himself up to a standing position.

He grabbed a rough cloth and wiped the sweat from his neck before walking over to the bed.

Thora watched him approach with affectionate eyes. She shifted her weight, making room for him on the edge of the mattress.

Her submission was total and absolute after last night’s intense events.

The system programming combined with his stats had fundamentally altered her loyalty.

"Good morning, Chief," Thora whispered, reaching out to trace a light finger over the tattoos on his forearm.

"Morning, Thora," Kane said, sitting down and gently touching her lips.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Better than I ever have," she answered honestly, leaning into his touch like a contented cat.

Sira cracked one eye open and glared at him from under the blankets. She was still a bit bratty, holding onto a shred of her old pride, but the lingering flush on her chest told a very different story.

"You are too loud," Sira complained, pulling the fur tighter around her shoulders.

"Normal people sleep when the sun comes up."

Kane laughed, a sound that rumbled in his chest.

He reached over and lightly grabbed her exposed ankle, pulling her down the bed until the blankets tangled around her waist.

She gasped in surprise but did not try to pull away.

"You’re brave, Sira. I like that. But when I speak, you listen."

Sira’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she bit her lip and looked up at him with reluctant heat in her eyes.

"I’m not normal, too," Kane smirked, slowly dragging his hand up her bare leg.

"And we have a lot of work to do today. The sun is up, which means my tribe needs to start moving."

Sira shivered under his touch, her bratty facade crumbling fast.

She bit her lower lip, trying to hide the sudden hitch in her breathing as his fingers teased the sensitive skin behind her knee. It was like an addiction.

"You can take a break for one morning," Sira muttered, her voice losing its sharp edge.

Kane leaned over and kissed her shoulder, letting his lips linger for a long moment.

He explored the soft curve of her collarbone, taking his time to map out the small details of her body, then moved back to Thora, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead before sliding his hand down her waist.

[Harem Bond]

A warm golden light flowed from his palms into their bodies. Both women shivered as the system strengthened their connection to him.

[Harem Bond Activated]

[Target: Thora. Loyalty increased. Minor Vitality Boost applied.]

[Target: Sira. Loyalty increased. Minor Agility Boost applied.]

Thora let out a soft sigh as the hidden buff washed over her. "

I feel strange. Like I could run for miles without stopping."

"That is just a small gift for being so good last night," Kane smiled, pulling his hands back.

"I take care of what belongs to me."

He spent a few more minutes with them, kissing Thora deeply, running his hands over Sira’s body until her bratty resistance melted into quiet moans.

’Real enough,’ Kane thought, which was all that mattered

The virtual reality headset back home never managed to capture this level of intricate detail.

"Stay here and rest," Kane told them, standing up and grabbing his pants from the floor.

"I need to talk to the tribe."

"We will be waiting," Thora promised, pulling the blankets back up.

Kane strapped on his crude armor and grabbed his battleaxe.

He pushed the tent flap aside and stepped out into the crisp morning air.

The camp was already buzzing with activity. The warriors were awake, cleaning their weapons and organizing the meager supplies left over from the old chief’s reign.

Brak, the guard from yesterday, spotted him and immediately jogged over to the hill.

"Chief," Brak said, bowing his head slightly.

"The hunting parties returned an hour ago. We have enough fresh meat for two days."

"Good work," Kane nodded, walking past him toward the central fire pit.

He climbed onto a large wooden stump near the flames so the entire camp could see him and slammed the butt of his axe against it.

The loud crack echoed through the trees, demanding immediate attention.

The warriors stopped talking and gathered around the square, waiting for his orders.

"Listen up, Bloodfang Clan," Kane projected his voice over the crowd.

"Last night, you ate fresh meat for the first time in weeks. Today, we start taking back what belongs to us."