~ Damon ~
The silver wolf figurine shattered against the wall. I hadn't meant to throw it. Not really. But the rage burning through my veins demanded release, and the decorative piece—a gift from Caleb Stone himself when TechNova and Lunaris had briefly collaborated some years back—had been within reach when the latest report came in.
"She drank the catalyst." I spat the words like venom, pacing the length of my minimalist office on the thirty-eighth floor of TechNova Tower. The Seattle skyline stretched beyond floor-to-ceiling windows, the Space Needle piercing the perpetual gray of the night's cloud cover. "Helen's perfect little experiment is now fully activated."
Marcus stood with military stillness near the door, his face betraying nothing. "We couldn't have anticipated Winters wou
