PROFESSOR CORNELIUS FELL
The formula works perfectly. I watch Callum Brennan's eyes go glassy, his struggles cease, his entire body relax into the silver chains.
"How do you feel?" I ask, pulling the syringe away.
"Strange." His voice is flat. Emotionless. Exactly right. "Everything's different."
"Good. That's the bonding taking effect." I check his pupils. Dilated. Check his pulse. Steady. All signs point to successful programming. "In a few minutes, you'll imprint on me as your Alpha. You'll follow my orders instinctively."
Mordaunt watches with interest. "How do we test it?"
"Simple commands first." I lean closer to Callum. "Stand up."
Callum stands. The chains restrict movement but he rises as much as possible.
"Sit."
He sits.
"Perfect." I can't keep the smile off my face. "T
