Chapter 64

"Hold on. So let me get this straight," Brice said, pacing between the neat rows of black orchids. "You created the super soldier program to counter these creatures?"

"Yes," Lucien replied, setting his silver shears down on a nearby stone bench. "You have to understand, back then, we were losing against the Comtesse. I had to create an edge against her army or our clan would be completely decimated."

"Did it work?"

"As you can see, it did. We drove her clan into hiding."

"Until what you've created backfired," Brice pointed out, watching a hover-platform drift by overhead with its gardener carefully pruning the higher branches.

"Correct," Lucien knelt beside a bed of crimson roses, ghosting over their velvet petals. "We had to counter it. Destroy it, or it will destroy not only our clan, but everything, including the human race. That is something I'm not willing to take."

"I'm assuming what happened next is, you failed to push these werewolves out."