Stuck Between Two Alphas
The handwriting was slanted, almost frantic, as though the author had scribbled it down while fleeing from something,or someone.
“The second life gene… not a curse, but a gift misplaced. In the wrong vessel, it brings chaos. In the right one… it may redeem us.”
I swallowed, heart pounding. The weight of that knowledge settled around me in the hush of the library. Tyler had it. Christian, by adoption, didn’t. But Tyler did. And so did I, because my children would carry it too. If they turned out to be Tyler's
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