Aether X Neuvillette Novels & Stories

Beside him, Celine stood with the poise of a prima ballerina, her fingers hovering over the tablet that showed Leo’s nursery. "Stay exactly where you are, Alexander," Celine said, her voice a melodic chill. "One step closer, and my mother administers the 'Lethe-7' to the boy. It won’t kill him. It just... resets the neural pathways. He’ll forget your name. He’ll forget Elena’s face. He’ll be a blank slate for the Everett legacy to be written upon." Alexander’s hand white-knuckled the grip of his weapon, but he froze. The agonizing conflict was etched into every line of his face—the warrior’s instinct to strike battling the father’s terror of the irreversible.