~Maya~
My hands wouldn't stay still as I prepared the sequence analyzer. The morning's ambush had left three of our security team dead, five wounded—and had revealed Paul Winters wasn't just alive but had transformed into something none of us understood.
Yet here I was, risking everything to meet with his daughter alone.
The text I'd sent Elara was impulsive, dangerous. If Caleb discovered I was conducting tests without his knowledge... but some truths couldn't wait for bureaucracy, even when that bureaucracy was headed by an Alpha werewolf CEO.
The centrifuge finished its cycle with a soft chime. I removed the vial of Elara's blood I'd collected during the aftermath of the ambush—a small sample taken while treating her minor wounds. Standard protocol, I'd claimed. Nobody questioned th
