No one knows how it started. Domestic animals began to go wild, reverting to their primal states and lashing out at their owners. Felicia Owens, CDC scientist in Los Angeles, was attacked out of the blue by her cat. Now, Felicia is fighting bouts of irritability, anger, and outright primal rage. When others begin acting in a similar way, Felicia realizes that she needs to figure out what’s going on and how to cure it before it’s too late. Maybe it already is.

Primal Instincts

Felicia hadn’t talked to Sebastian for the rest of the night, and although Brian didn’t know her that well yet, he knew better then to approach the subject with her. 


The next morning, while they were all eating breakfast, she asked Brian how he felt about needles. 


“I’m not the biggest fan of them.” He responded, before narrowing his eyes at her in suspicion. “Why?” 


“Because I’m going to need blood samples from both of us. I have an idea about how this disease is affecting animals, but I don’t know what it does to humans, besides irritability and the whole rotting flesh thing.” 


“Why can’t you take the blood from your little cop buddy?” 


“She isn’t coming within three feet of me with a damn needle,” Sebastian replied as he sipped his coffee. 


“You two are such children.” Felicia rolled her eyes. “I can’t take Sebastian’s blood because he hasn’t been bitten, he’s just naturally an asshole.” 


“Are you still pissed about last night?” 


Chapter 23