AIDEN POV
Template.
The word kept moving through my skull, dragging every other piece of information behind it like breadcrumbs to follow.
The more I thought of what just happened the more everything seemed to make sense in this way.
Template meant recipe.
Template meant repeatable.
Template meant they were not just collecting samples because they were curious. They were building something.
Whoever was behind this was building his own army, and wanted it to be perfect. Lethal and unstoppable.
Or trying to.
And with our venom mixed with Perse’s golden wolf… well… it could be a huge f*****g problem.
My head throbbed harder, with the effort of keeping the mindlink to my brothers open and the dose of whatever they gave taking a tool on me… I was drained and overwhelmed. If we were ho
