"Five," Director Vance’s voice cut through the PA system, smooth, cold, and entirely devoid of human empathy. "Four."Above us, the heavy, industrial ventilation valves groaned, a hiss of pressurized mechanical air signaling that the unrefined Extinction-Trigger concentrate was ready to flood the bay. If that green sludge touched us in our current state, we wouldn’t just die; our cells would unravel before we could even scream.Dominic’s massive shoulders trembled under the weight of my body leaning against him. His chest was heaving, his skin pale, his royal violet veins dimmed to a faint, exhausted flicker. He held our daughter against his heart with a terrifyingly delicate grip, his large hand shielding her tiny, dark-haired head from the harsh glare of the security floodlights."Three," Vance continued, his eyes gleaming with the manic triumph of a man who had finally brought an Alpha King to his knees. "Make your choice, Dominic. The asset, or the grave."I looked up into Dominic
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