“Join me, Sam. Together we can remake our species into what we were meant to be.”
I can’t speak.
“A master race,” Smyth crows. “Soon I’ll have the serum. We can be Alphas, Sam. The world will fall at our feet.”
“That’s it,” Layne says. “That’s why you did this. You’re a shifter who can’t shift.”
Smyth’s face reddens.
“Careful, Layne,” I say. “He holds all the power here.”
She turns her head.
“I love you,” I say. “No matter what happens, remember that.”
“Sam, no,” she jerks her head, and her body follows, spasming.
“Stay where you are,” Smyth waves the gun. I stay frozen, as much as it kills me.
“What’s happening to her?”
Layne convulses on the table. Saliva foams in the corners of her mouth.
“It’s all right. A natural side effect. Her body is undergoing the change.”
Her body a
