Latenna The Albinauric Novels & Stories

Elara was bent over a centrifuge, measuring a clear, viscous liquid. "What is it?" Lucian asked. "It’s a concentrated variant of the aldehyde I used in Renaissance," Elara explained, her eyes focused on the beaker. "To a normal person, it smells like heavy cedar and rain. But it binds to the mucosal lining of the throat. If you have chronic asthma or scarred lung tissue—like your father does from his 'accident' twenty years ago—it will cause an immediate, violent bronchial spasm." She held up a small, glass vial.

Lyra felt her focus snap into that welcoming, ruthless tunnel she reserved for hard problems. “What you’ve been seeing in your clinic,” Ren said, tapping one structure, “is mostly classic aconitine derivatives. Nasty but predictable. Cardiotoxic, neurotoxic. Enough experience and the right adjuncts. You can pull a lot of wolves back from the edge.” He tapped another, more complex structure. Added red highlights. “This,” he said, “is the new strain. We’ve been calling it Variant K-9 because I lost a bet, and my lab has a terrible sense of humor.”

I turned sharply, my breath catching in my throat as Elara stepped inside. She moved with quiet confidence, the torchlight flickering against her dark hair. But it wasn’t just the way she entered that left the Elders speechless. It was the way she knelt before them. I froze. Murmurs rippled through the chamber, disbelief thick in the air. “I am Elara,” she said, her voice clear and commanding. “I am the Lunar Alpha.” Silence. A stunned hush fell over the room, the weight of her words sinking into the stone walls.

Lila replied her“Look at the metadata, it's a Black-site facility beneath Ryder Tower ,they faked the arrest for the cameras the obviously wanted to put up a show for the public Lila added A new window popped open this time with Elysium’s voice, calm and intimate, directly into Aurora’s cochlear implant.“They harvested his neural lattice while he was unconscious the serum you were given in Zurich was only half the equation, Damien volunteered the other half “ Willingly.”the voice emphasized on the “willing as if making sure Aurora heard it Aurora touched her tummy and the baby rolled hard, as if it had been offended.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.