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CHAPTER ONE

The first time Eve Bradley saw Subject Thirteen, he was in chains

She froze in front of the glass wall that separated her from him—a wall that, to Subject Thirteen, would look just like a mirror The tay mirror let the doctors and observers watch his everywhen he was chained to the wall

“I-I thought” Eve tried to fight the treed here Like she fit in with all the other researchers ere so eager to experiht everyone was here voluntarily”

Dr Richard Wyatt turned to face her, his white lab coat brushing against her “The chains are for his safety” His tone implied she should have realized that obvious fact

Yeah, right

Was she really supposed to buy that line? Being chained up—that equaled safety in what mixed-up world?

“Dr Bradley” Wyatt’s dark eyebrows lifted as he studied her with an assessing gaze “You do realize that all the subjects here are far, far from human, correct?”

She knew the spiel “Yes, of course, I do They’re supernaturals Here to take part in experiuys in suits had told the ram last fall

Not that she believed their story It had taken her et inside the research facility

If she’d been on her own, she never would have passed clearance But, luckily, Eve had ed to make a feerful friends over the years

Friends anted to know the truth about this place as much as she did They all had an interest in Genesis

Soht now, Eve’s nose itching

She glanced back at Subject Thirteen Everyone knew paranor in the o, the first supernaturals had made themselves known They’d come out of their paranormal closets And why not? Why should they have been forced to keep hiding? Always hiding in the shadows had to suck Maybe they’d just gotten tired of living a lie and decided to force the hu right beside them

Since the big revelation, things had changed for the paranormals Some were hunted Some turned into instant celebrities The reaction from the humans, well, that was mixed, too

Some humans hated the supernaturals So them

Eve didn’t necessarily fall into any of those categories

Subject Thirteen was staring right at her A small shiver slid over Eve’s body

His eyes were dark They looked al a little too long as it brushed over his broad shoulders Thirteen was a handso, muscled—definitely muscled—and with the sculpted bone structure that had probably caught plenty of attention from the ladies

High cheeks Square jaw Lips that were hard, a little thin, but still sexythough she could have sworn that mouth held a cruel curve

Her heartbeat began to pound faster Thirteen’s eyes were sweeping over her body A slow, deliberate glance “Can he—can he see through the aze felt like a hot touch on her skin

“Of course not” was Dr Wyatt’s instant response The doc sounded annoyed with her