Novelas y relatos de Zombieverse #dex

“I found the horde. I think it’s worth asking them for help.” “Say what?” Jasper incredulously exclaimed. “Ask the zombies for help?” “Why not?” Ben asked. “You said yourself that it was the zombie venom that killed the vampires. Thanks to you, they’re immune to the werewolf bite and the wolves haven’t got their powers enhanced enough to go into a den full of vampires. The zombies are our surest bet.” Jasper chose to ignore the dig about the fact that the vampires were immune to the werewolf bite because of him. It was a fact, but it didn’t mean that Ben needed to rub it in. Even so, it wasn’t the time for conflict over ego and hurt feelings.

Nathaniel clapped enthusiastically, clearly impressed. The hall buzzed with awe at Ark Two's technology. Only Hayley didn't clap. She stared hard at the girl on the floor, her expression dark. Her perception swept over the girl's body. Something was wrong. In Hayley's awareness, living people showed as red. Zombies showed as white. That girl hovered somewhere in between. And the red was slowly fading. "Ark Two currently has only one zombie virus inhibitor available," Ruth announced. "Starting bid, ten million crystal cores or two million tons of grain. Minimum increase, a hundred thousand tons!"

“Why are you doing all this for me? I don’t even know you.” Dex stops walking. The hallway falls silent. His gaze meets mine—deep, unreadable, but full of something I can’t name. “Yes, you do,” he says softly. “I don’t,” I insist. “I don’t know who you are, where I am, or what any of this means.” He takes a breath, as if steadying himself. “My name is Dex Wright,” he begins slowly. “I’m the leader of the Silver Crescent Pack, a pack of shapeshifters. Wolves.”