Novel & Cerita Strongest Genetics

"Someone inside the Vigil sabotaged that research. We still don't know who. But it set us back years." "Which is why we need her." Sarah pulled up a genetic chart. "The Strain is hereditary. Passes from parent to child with a ninety-three percent success rate. If Cain had it, his daughter almost certainly has it too." "Almost certainly isn't good enough," Silas said.

Skill and wisdom are important too. The breeding laws were not good. It was why there were extremely strong and extremely weak wolves, no in-betweens. In my father's pack, stronger wolves were encouraged to breed with weaker wolves, so they could have physically strong offsprings, and then they would go through rigorous strength training. There wasn't a weak wolf in that pack. Liam told me that everyone was powerful there because there weren't weak wolves in their midst. Although I did not grow up there, Liam made sure I was trained, and I appreciated him for it.

“Stay with me. You’ll feel stronger soon. You’ll understand in a little while.” I could see Romanov shifting slightly, leaning against the wall, his dark eyes scanning every movement. “He’s perfect,” he muttered, low and approving. “Nothing else we’ve ever seen comes close to this. If we can stabilize him completely, he’s unbeatable.” “He’ll need time to adjust,” I said, focusing on Lior. “Even with these chemicals, the genetic changes are violent. His body will fight them, resist them, and that resistance is exactly what will make him stronger. That’s why he’s screaming. That’s why he’s alive.”

“I am older and I am stronger, you were bred by two human parents that were turned nightwalkers, how can you be my mate? I am considered a very strong woman, how can I have a mate as weak as you?” “Genevieve!” Martha yelled, her eyes flashing red as she challenged her daughter, freeing the innocent man immediately. Having been turned by an Original, her strength was almost on par with the second generation as the mates of the originals are considered similar to originals and are highly respected as well. “What have gotten over you? Yes, Dennis is the fourth generation but that doesn’t change the fact that he is your Mate!”

Plus most of the facts didn't resonate at all. It was clear that I would continue to uncover exciting facts as I go deeper into this new world. "So God does the matchmaking himself huh? Must be the perfect union then." I was mumbling and grinning to myself, giddy with happiness. "Not God, Mrs. Carlisle," Nasir corrected. "Goddess. And yes, it is always the perfect union, from physical and mental down to genetic compatibility. Pups born from the divine bond are special breeds. They are the strongest with the sharpest senses. Highly beneficial for their packs and the species at large."

I growled as I grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against a monitor that shattered into a web of sparks and glass. "You don't understand because we aren't killing the world but we are perfecting it by removing the genetic weaknesses that have been holding humanity back for a thousand years, and the toxin is just a filter that allows the strong to inherit what is left," he stammered as he looked at Alessia for help, but she just stared at him with a coldness that showed she was well past the point of mercy. "What do you mean by genetic weaknesses and why are the pumps targeting specific neighborhoods while others are left completely untouched?" Alessia asked as she stepped closer and p

, Willow asks. “It’s the genetics of wolves. Alpha is the recessive gene and so when mixed with non-Alpha genes, it results in a less powerful offspring. If two Alpha Beta parents have offspring, there is less than a 25% chance of a pure Alpha pup. That’s what I am. These are the rarest of wolves. One of the main reasons for this is because male Alpha’s were more desirable, especially as first born’s. Because of this, some Alphas would abort their pups if they knew they were having a girl or just kill them at birth. This meant less female Alpha’s to breed with and less powerful Alpha’s ruling”. “This is a great science lesson but what does this have to do with Eve”, Liam asks very confused.

“I didn’t expect her to be a literal feral fox. And for the record, she didn’t drop me, I let her go.” “Sure you did,” I mutter, rubbing my temples. This was chaos. We’re three Alphas, leaders of one of the strongest packs in the region, and we just got wrecked emotionally and physically by a rogue. A mate, no less. “She was stealing classified documents,” Kayden says, finally getting serious. His hazel eyes darken, and I know that look. It’s the same one he gets before a battle. “We can’t ignore that.” “I know.” My voice comes out rougher than I want. “But we also can’t ignore what she is to us.”

"Etymology is fascinating and—" "BED," I say firmly. "Right now. Everyone. Bed." Alexander flops back down dramatically. "But we didn't finish talking about the house!" "We'll talk about it tomorrow. When you're less focused on my dating life." "Okay but just so you know," he says, pulling his covers up, "I think you should pick Daddy. For the house. And also for life. Because genetics." "Genetics?" "Yeah. Me and Ethan came from you and Daddy's genetics. So if you pick someone else to be your boyfriend, any new babies would have different genetics and then they wouldn't be our full siblings and Mrs. Rodriguez says half-siblings always fight more than full siblings and—"

Dad growled. The doctor bowed his head, "it seems one of her grandparents was human, but the alpha genes are so strong that it won’t matter. If the girl were a boy, she could become an alpha with these types of genes. Her genes could strengthen the bloodline of any male. Your son is very lucky to have her."