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The bastard had to have created her in one of his labs, playing God with genetics - so decried as the worst kind of blasphemy within the race Babies were sacred, not science Everyone knew that Everyone within the Breed subscribed to that si labs had produced a Gen One arrown assassins, so why not this?

But as his intention with her? It seemed obvious now that Tavia had been unaware that she was anything other than human Her true nature, and its physical manifestations, had been somehow suppressed By medications? Was her professed "sickness" actually her body struggling to deny the part of her that was Breed?

"Jesus Christ," he hissed,a quick cleanup of himself and the basin The Order needed to be informed ASAP

The problem there was he didn’t even knohere they were, or how to reach therata with Lucan and the rest of the warriors Worn out his welcoht be willing to intervene So to take Tavia Fairchild under his protection as well God knew Chase was a poor candidate for that duty

Whichfavor - possibly the last he had coue Mathias Rowan

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

SHE COULDN’T SLEEP After a long, hot shower, Tavia dressed in her own clothes, then lay on her bed staring up at the ceiling in a state of quiet anticipation Of what, she couldn’t say But no matter how she tried to close her eyes and take a e new calibration

Her blood rushed in her ears and through her veins Herprickly and twitching with idle, unspent energy She was about to sit up and work off the feeling with a brisk pace around her room when she heard the front door open

Voices in the foyer: Aunt Sarah bringing Dr Lewis inside and giving him a quick summary of why she’d called him to the house The two of them spoke in hushed tones, fro rooht the basics of their conversation

"Two full nights since she last took her medications," Aunt Sarah informed him, stress in her quiet voice

Dr Lewis’s usual baritone was subdued, little h the walls and into Tavia’s room "Any outward indication of systees" This last hispered, yet heavy with significance

Tavia sat up on the bed, concentrating on catching everything that was said

"These changes occurred while she ith him?" Dr Lewis asked

"That was my assumption, yes"

A pause "Was there contact with him, physical orinti how every aspect of her life was open for discussion and dissection by everyone around her She hated her prolonged medical condition theshe’d never known