“I spent my life on this work,” Severin hisses. “Stopping now would be a waste.”
“No,” I say, stepping forward. “It would be justice.”
Severin’s mouth opens, but I’m already turning away.
“You know, if you really wanted to secure your position as the strongest wolf pack in the world, this lab could give you the tools to build a superpack,” Davina says carefully. “It’s what Franco was going to do.”
“The LAG gene isn’t what makes us strong,” I tell her. “And I don’t want a superpack; I want a pack who takes care of each other. Who uses kindness rather than fear to inspire loyalty. And we will not be testing or experimenting on anyone ever again.”
Severin scoffs. “Idealism is a poor substitute for power.”
“Sounds like something Franco would say,” Mia mutters darkly.
“How do I shut down the power in this place?” I ask Davina.
Her brows furrow. “I’m not sure,” she says. “But I think I would have to disengage the spell I wrote.”
“That’s it?” I ask.
“Davina, don’t you fucking dare,” Severin warns.
“And then you activate the shutdown command,” Davina says, ignoring the warning.
“You little bitch,” Severin hisses from where he hovers against the far wall.
Davina glares at him, the first sign of temper she’s shown. “Did you expect anything else after the way you treated me here?”
She stalks over to the main computer and hits a few keystrokes. There’s an audible click from somewhere in the room. Davina strides over to the wall beside the door we came through and yanks open what looks like a normal electrical box.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” Severin warns.
Ignoring him, she presses her palm to the breakers and whispers a few words in a language I don’t understand.
There’s a strange pressure in the air again, like earlier. Then, nothing.
She steps back. “It’s done.”
“Useless fucking witch,” Severin spits.
Crow, who’s been moving steadily closer to where Severin hovers against the wall, sends his fist into the doctor’s face. Severin crumples, unmoving.
“Fuck, I couldn’t take any more of that,” Crow says.
With my wolf hearing, I note Severin’s heartbeat still going at a steady rhythm. Just knocked out, not dead then.
“When he comes to, let him know he’s under house arrest until further notice,” I tell Crow.
He nods. “With pleasure.”
I exchange a look with Grey.
He nods at me to keep going.
“Um, does that whole house arrest thing include me?” Davina asks.
I wince, feeling bad for everything she’s been through. “It’s just until everything is sorted out.”
She swallows. “I guess it’s better than whatever Franco would have done to me in the end.”