ta Ch

desk in the R&D center when the ala

e, his face pale and

ing the old lab notes you left on your desk yesterday. But it failed the stability test! The silver toxicity rate shot up

hallway. Hazen stormed into the main laboratory, his face

s voice carrying the terrifyi

their benches, holding their b

formula?!" he demand

t victim. "Hazen, I just followed the herbal records on Luna's desk... I didn't

ed toxicology folder from my desk, and to

on my desk were incomplete drafts. She stole them without asking, eager to take the credit, and didn't even know tha

e bright red failure graphs, the blood drained from his face. He

g his precious daughter take the blame, Hazen decided to make his wolfless wife the scapegoat

formula today, Celesta! That is

my vision, lifting my chin to stare straight into his fu

ed across his face. He didn't yell anymore, but I knew that look-he w

e lab reached its peak, my cell phone

he screen. It

dly glare, I swiped

r. "Grandma fell down the stairs! She's at the Heal

lor draining from my face. My grandmother was

Alpha aura shifting into a controlling, possessive gr

, his tone leaving no room for argume