~Maya~
"It would validate every fear-mongering stereotype and set back decades of integration work," Elara finished. "Not to mention Damon's company would conveniently have the technology to 'protect' against the threat they created."
I watched her carefully. The analytical precision in her assessment was impressive—and slightly unnerving. This wasn't just Elara the web designer anymore. This was something new.
"There's another problem," I said, pulling up the implant specifications again. "Based on these designs, the implants are tuned to specific genetic markers—werewolf markers. But they've been modified to recognize and target a particular DNA sequence."
I highlighted the relevant section of code. Elara leaned forward, her expression darkening.
"That's my sequence," she said quiet
