The laboratory was silent except for the bubbling of liquids and the scratching of Thess's claws on parchment. The old scientist had been working for hours. His eyes were fixed on the glass beaker in front of him with all seriousness. The liquid inside had changed color three times, now, it was black.
Kayden stood by the entrance. His arms were crossed. He stubbornly had not moved for over an hour.
"Thess," he said finally. "Report to me what you've seen."
Thess did not look up. His claws continued to scratch the parchment. "I am working, my Alpha."
"You have been working for hours. I want answers."
Thess sighed, setting down his quill. He turned to face Kayden.
"This blood," Thess said, "is unlike anything I have ever seen."
Kayden stepped closer, his ears tingling to hear what the mad lizard scientist had to say. "What do you mean?"
