Blinded By Science Foreigner Novels & Stories

Theo guessed, hoping it was the same issue as before—maybe the shirt wasn’t good enough. “He means the blindfold and that stupid collar. She’s not a dog,” Drake said, pinching his nose and adjusting his glasses. “Oh, sure. I’ll remove the blindfold,” Theo muttered, quickly untying it. “But the collar can’t be removed. It’s the policy of the purchase, Sir.” Carson and Drake stared at him as if they would rip him apart for not removing it. The awkward silence grew heavy, making Theo tremble. He could feel his soul shivering inside his skin.

"How come I've never seen you?" "I'm Jacob's foreign representative", he said like that's supposed to make everything easier to understand. I stared at him in confusion. He looked at me, then laughed. "I'm his foreign spy". Ohhh "That must be nice", I said as the silence took over the car. "Why do you think so?", He asked as he took a turn, breaking the silence. "Getting to see other places", I answered like it's should be that obvious. "It's not that enjoyable. Sometimes you miss home and the people you've known all your life. And FYI, the outside world is not that different from M.C."

As he finished speaking, his eyes transformed, turning an eerie shade of white that seemed to pierce through the very soul. My Latin was a bit rusty, but I was fairly certain that Blaze's ominous chant had translated to "By the hand of the lover, shall your death come." However, before I could fully process the sinister implications of his words, I was struck from behind with incredible force. The impact was so severe that I could barely discern what had hit me, my senses reeling from the blow.

He gazed outside, but his eyes weren’t truly seeing anything. He was lost—trapped—in his thoughts. Five years ago, he had opened his eyes for the first time after his surgery, filled with the desperate hope that the first face he would see would be Jay’s. But she wasn’t there. No one was. Only the doctor and the nurse had been in the room, smiling and congratulating him for the successful operation, unaware that the person he longed to see the most had vanished. He asked them about Jay.

I would become a wolf who refused to be silenced. My eyes brightened with that resolve. Francis stared at me intently, and I saw his breath catch. The look in his eyes flickered, like he was staring at something too bright. Something that hurt to look at directly. He quickly looked away. We walked on, and he began showing me the research lab, explaining everything in that patient tone of his. I felt almost embarrassed by how foreign everything seemed to me now. Like a wolf seeing fire for the first time. At the end of the corridor, white light spilled in through glass doors.

Julian Vane slowly closed his book and stood up, his movements surprisingly graceful despite the weight of his four centuries. He looked at us—a group of bedraggled, powerless wolves and one terrified human scientist—with a look of genuine, intellectual curiosity. It was the look of a scientist examining a new species of insect that had blundered into his laboratory.

Zeden leaned back slightly, still twirling the fork between his fingers. “Looking at the table… don’t get me wrong, I’m a blind man, but I could swear there was an extra plate set when we walked in. So I believe it was meant for someone else. Someone who lives here.” He exhaled slowly. “Don’t tell me it’s Enzo, because I did my research. I was told you flew him out of the country. Quite a shame, really. Even as a doctor himself, even with your family owning the biggest hospital in the country, you couldn’t treat your own son. But that’s beside the point.” His leg vibrated hard under the table.

On it were two ceramic vials of medicine and a bag exactly like the one Blayze had given out filled with gold coins. "What is it?" I couldn't resist asking him. He remained expressionless and silent, looking down at the ground. I doubt he can count all the ants in this place! An ineffable sense of shame came over me, and he was unmoved, completely disregarding my charm. It's hard not to think of Nuri, the blind man! Jealousy and the desire for power overcame fear, and I could feel myself coming back.

July seemed enthusiastic about the idea. "Huh?" Really, Argus looks stupid with his current expression. "What do you mean by blind marriage? Will the guests wear blindfolds like a masquerade party or something similar? Or will the entire wedding hall be pitch black?" Whether the thought of a new idea for a marriage concept is too good or her mental health was depressed due to the pressure of the situation, Argus was dubious for a moment.

Those who heard them could be easily affected. I felt a weird reaction being triggered in my body. Almost instinctively, I squeezed my thighs together. There were a few women wearing shades waiting outside the hotel room. Their cheeks were deeply flushed. Some tilted their heads back, breathing heavily. I heard that blind people had extremely sharp hearing since they lost their sight. They most likely could hear better than me. At that moment, a shrill scream pierced through the air. The women and I were shocked by the scream. While they couldn't see what happened, I could.