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Christie’s POVThe fluorescent lights of the lab were starting to make my head ache. I had spent hours double-checking the stabilizers and making sure the serum batch was safe. By the time I stripped off my lab coat and washed my hands, the building was nearly empty. I felt a deep sense of satisfaction. My work was back on track, and for a moment, I had forgotten all about the chaos of the mountains.I walked out of the heavy glass doors of the research center. The evening air was cool, and the sun was just starting to dip behind the city skyline. I expected to see the black car Lyon usually sent for me. I was looking forward to the quiet drive and seeing him at the penthouse. But as I scanned the parking lot, I didn't see his driver.Instead, there was a sleek silver sedan parked in a far corner. A woman was leaning against the driver’s side door. She was wearing a trench coat, and her hair was pulled back tightly. Even from a distance, I recognized the posture. It was Kendra.I fr

Lyon’s POVThe elevator doors slid open with a soft, mechanical hiss. Christie stepped out, her eyes down as she fumbled with her bag. She looked like she’d had a long day at the lab—tired, focused, and completely unaware that her sanctuary had been turned into a kill zone."Lyon, you won’t believe what happened with the cooling—" She stopped mid-sentence.Her bag slipped from her shoulder, hitting the floor with a dull thud. She looked at the three armed warriors in the living room, then at Raynka, and finally at me. The color drained from her face, but she didn’t scream. She just stood her ground, her gaze locking onto the sleeping boy in Raynka’s arms."How nice," Raynka said, her voice dripping with a fake, sweet poison. "The doctor is home. Now the family is all together.""Christie, get back in the elevator," I said. My voice was a low warning, vibrating with a danger I could barely contain. "Right now. Go down to the lobby and stay there.""I’m not going anywhere, Lyon," Chris

Christie’s POVRaynka was gone. Lyon’s security team had taken her away to a safe house, and the penthouse was finally quiet. The cleaning crew had finished their work, but the air still felt heavy. I stood in the living room and watched Lyon. He was staring out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the city lights.I walked over to him. My mind was back in my lab mode. I was thinking about facts and proof."Lyon," I said. He turned his head slightly to look at me. "Now that she is gone and things are back to normal, we need to be sure. We can conduct a test on Callum. I can take a sample to my lab. We need to know for certain if the boy is really yours."Lyon sighed and shook his head. He didn't look at me with anger, just a strange kind of sadness."It won't work, Christie," he said. "He has werewolf blood. It is different from human biology. You can only test his bloodline within a pack, using our own doctors. A human city lab wouldn't see the markers. The results would just be a mess of

Christie’s POVI sat on the edge of my bed and let out a long breath. The house felt loud even with my door closed. I could still hear the faint sound of Anna’s high-pitched laughter from downstairs, though I knew it was probably forced now. Meeting Rickon Rutledge had been strange. I wasn't used to Anna’s friends knowing anything about medical science, and the way he had ignored her to talk to me made my skin crawl. I knew my sister was downstairs fuming, and I wasn't looking forward to the next time I had to walk into the hallway.My phone buzzed in my lap. I looked down and saw Lyon’s name on the screen. Just seeing it made the tension in my shoulders drop a little. I answered it on the first ring."Hey," I said, leaning back against my pillows."How are you?" Lyon asked. His voice was deep and calm, a total contrast to the chaos of the last few days. "Did you get home safely?""I’m home," I told him. "But it’s not exactly peaceful here. We have a guest.""A guest?" Lyon sounded cu

Christie’s POVThe banging on the door eventually stopped. I heard Anna let out one last frustrated scream before her footsteps stomped away down the hallway. Diane followed her, whispering loudly about how I had changed for the worse. I stood by the door for a second, listening as they went back down to the living room. They weren't done, though. I could hear their muffled voices coming through the floorboards. They were planning something, probably trying to figure out how to get Rickon back or how to make my life miserable for the rest of the week.I didn't care. I was done with their drama. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I let the hot water wash away the smell of the lab and the stress of the argument. I stayed in there for a long time, just breathing and trying to forget that I lived in a house full of people who hated my success.I had just stepped out of the bath and wrapped myself in a thick white robe when my phone rang. It was Lyon."I’m about five minu