SVEN COULDN’T hide his amusement at Rune’s obvious discomfort. He almost smiled when she scrunched her nose and grimaced as she tried to loosen the tight collar of her black, long-sleeved shirt. Despite that, she tried to focus on what was happening in front of her to the point that she scribbled something on the small notebook she was holding.Her black-rimmed glasses occupied half of her face and with her black, knee-length, pleated skirt, black stockings, black ankle boots and her neatly combed hair, she looked like this gothic, nerdy, young witch who was out to curse or cast a spell to everyone with her gloominess. Hell, he almost laughed when she entered his office on her first day here looking like a dowdy old maid in the peak of spinsterhood. It was all part of her disguise, he knew that and it was supposed make her invisible, to blend in with the background as one of his secret bodyguards but damn if he could ignore her existence. He didn’t mean to but now, he was aware of eve

“GET IN.” Said the man who was driving the black car that picked up Johann just outside the third street in that part of Moontown, the guy was wearing a black cap, a black mask and an all-black outfit.He grinned when he recognized him. He hurriedly went inside and sat beside him. This was the same man who called him up a while ago and told him that there were people looking for him around that medical facility. He had known this man for about a year and even if it wasn’t in his nature to trust immediately, he sure had no problem trusting this guy. It was because in the short period of time that he knew him, this man showed him what loyalty means.“Thanks for the save.” he uttered.The man just gave him a cold glance and kept on driving. “I told you to be careful.” he said after a while.“Who are those people anyway?”“Private investigators hired by Rosworth.”“Huh. Is he that determined to find his precious D-15?”The man didn’t even look at him when he replied. “If I were you, I’d l

“RUNE, can you slow down?” Connor’s grimace was obvious on his face while looking at her chomping on the steak she ordered. “That steak is not going anywhere, you know.”“I’m hungry.” she snarked at him as another chunky piece of meat went into her mouth.They were currently in Casa Noches, a high-end restaurant for the rich and famous here in Hypnosia. The place spelled opulence from its high ceilings, huge glass windows down to its round tables covered in white linen that was neatly arranged. White was the over-all color of place with gold accents, greeneries and a fresh bouquet of colorful flowers in each table completed the light, minimalist appeal of its interior. And it was quiet, like people here were not allowed to talk out loud. She almost snorted at the thought.She and Connor were seated a few tables away from Sven and his date. He told him before they entered that they could order anything they want. She was not in the mood to eat when they left the office, but when she sa

BRENNER sat up from his bed. He checked the time on the luminous clock sitting in the nightstand and saw that it was only two in the morning. He let out a sigh before he opened the small, round lamp beside it. He ran his palms over his face afterwards. There was a lot going on that was keeping him awake until morning and these past few days seemed liked a blur with how things turned out.Taking the accounts of what happened in Moontown and the confirmation that D-15 was used for other purposes other than what they intended it for, brought a lot of turmoil in him. From the blood sample brought by Calix, D-15 was diluted and mixed with La Mistique, a strong aphrodisiac that was under the illegal drugs list of IRIB. Not only that, it had strong hallucinogenic and relaxant effects that it was commonly used by sexual predators on their would-be victims. Mixing the components of the two substances created a new drug that was potent enough to send any Valfaris into Feral state. And being Fer

JOHANN gritted his teeth as he looked at his face in the mirror. It was not swollen anymore but half of it still had the purple and yellowish coloring from the beating he received a few days ago. He also had a bandaged cut on the right side of his forehead. A faerie’s tag tracker, huh? Bullsh—t! He clenched his fist tightly when the reason why he received the beating in the first place entered his mind. His Valfaris senses failed him again as it always did. Yes, he was a Valfaris and a quarter human, his biological father being only a half-Valfaris.He was already disappointed that he turned out to be a lame Beta, but the worst part was when he found out that the smallest f—king portion of his genes was ruling out some of his Valfaris attributes. In his case, he didn’t have the ‘smell’ of a Valfaris and he couldn’t smell them either. So, in the end, he couldn’t identify someone’s race by his nose alone. And even though he had the Valfaris endurance and other physical changes when it c