Human Race 3 Days Grace Novels & Stories

"With your genetics and your daughters' genetics we could create an entire generation of enhanced humans." "My daughters are not experiments," I said. "They're the next step in human evolution," Shah corrected. "And you could help us guide that evolution if you'd just cooperate." "Never," I said. Shah looked at me for a long moment and then his expression changed to something almost sad. "That's what Grace said too, you know, right before we killed her." My blood went cold. "What?" "Grace said she just wanted to be a mother, that she didn't care about the research anymore or the future of humanity," Shah said. "She said all she wanted was to raise you as her son, such a waste of potential."

POV X After I left the beach, regretfully giving a group of mental women more wine that they did not need, I went to the in-house gym to relieve some stress after a mentally exhausting day. I overworked myself all day after the blunt but true comments Ghost and Adria made this morning. Hugo is coming into town in three days for a big meeting, it’s a make-or-break situation and I need this to go well. I walk up the stairs to the 4th floor instead of taking the elevator to get a few more minutes of a workout in. I open the door to the penthouse and all the lights are off. I quietly walk to my bedroom, the lights are also off in there with a beautiful Millie fast asleep in my bedroom. Seei

How could I tell him that I was dying? That the healer said my wolf spirit was fading fast— that I only had three days left before the bond would consume me completely? “Joseph,” I murmured, “would you come with me? We’ll go to Grandpa’s pack. They’ll love you there.” He hesitated. “Can we stay a little longer, Mom? Just three days? If he really doesn’t want us after that, we’ll go. But I want to call him Dad… just once.” Tears blurred my vision. I stroked his hair and nodded, though my heart was already breaking.

He found her on a Tuesday. Three weeks after she left. The River Pack's eastern market. Open stalls, late morning, wolves doing ordinary things. Elena was buying herbs. Standing at a stall with a basket over her arm. Talking to the vendor. Completely ordinary. Completely fine. That was the first thing that stopped him. He had spent three weeks unable to sleep. Unable to eat. Running the eastern woods until his paws bled. She was buying herbs. She looked — lighter.

Unfortunately for me, my three days are up as of today and tomorrow I will need to go back tomorrow morning. The sudden beep from my phone makes me jump in shock and I look down to see a text notification from the one man I did not want to talk to. It seems the three-day mute that Grace set up has ended as well. Riker: Get to work, I need you to prepare documents. Riker: Cassandra, stop acting so childish and return to work now or else! Riker: I almost failed a business proposal because you weren’t here, hurry the fuck up and return.

Worried, Harold looked at Grace lying on the hospital bed and finally asked, "When will she wake up?" Aaron stood on the side and replied, "Grandpa, the doctor said Gracie is fine. Don't worry. I believe she'll wake up soon." Yet Harold pounded his cane in anger. "How long is 'soon'? She's been sleeping for three days!" Aaron could only reassure him. "Grandpa, don't be angry. I'll go ask the doctor again." As he spoke, Grace slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a vast expanse of white, with the strong smell of disinfectant in her nose.

When news of Thea’s return and James’ death spread, all of them grew depressed. James had cleared a way for the Human Race and gained time for them. They all worked hard on cultivating for the day to come. The day finally arrived. Thea entered the Acme Rank. Under Thea and Soren’s guidance, the Human Race planned to attack the Greater Realms and fight against the Doom Race. The powerful aura in the wooden house gradually dissipated. Then, the wooden door opened. A stunning lady walked out of the door. “Mother.” Winnie, Xainte, Jacopo, and Noel immediately walked over to Thea.

That he didn't know what he was feeling anymore. But he couldn't. Not yet. “Thanks,” he said. She squeezed his hand. He smiled. And for a brief moment, everything felt normal again. That evening, the three neighbors met in the lobby. Eliana looked at them. “Peace treaty?” Nate smiled. “Peace treaty.” Ilyas held out his hand. Nate shook it. Eliana laughed. “You two are ridiculous.” “That's what makes us great,” Nate said. Ilyas smiled.

Grace blew me a kiss, “and that’s why I am glad you stayed, sweet boy.” Once it was time to leave, Grace, Atalanta, and I all traveled in the same car. I offered to drive, simply because I did not want to be stuck in the backseat with my former mate. There was a lot of small talk before one of the older ladies called Abigail began insulting Atalanta. “I see you’ve brought the human. Isn’t she a traitor?” Grace smiled at the old lady in a way that looked like she wanted to rip her head off, “actually Atalanta is the reason we didn’t lose a lot more of our members.”

I stared at my grandma in confusion and she said, "Those three men are the sons of the three betas who once pledged loyalty to your grandpa. They are now the Alphas of their different packs but they hate each other. I know that this is difficult but if you can get close to each one of them and get them to make peace with each other, you will be able to unite all three packs and find out who our real enemy is." I sighed, "I'm afraid this isn't possible grandma." "I understand if you don't want to do it but why do you say something is impossible when you haven't even given it a try?" My grandma asked.