AMAYA

The room felt too small. With Project One sitting on the sofa, the air felt too cold .

He didn't move much. He just sat there, staring at the wall like he could see through it.

Alvaro and Javier were standing by the window, their arms crossed. They didn't trust him.

I didn't blame them.

"You said you had things to tell me," I said. I sat down in the chair across from him.

Luciano sat on the arm of my chair, his hand on my shoulder.

Project One turned his milky eyes toward me. "Voss didn't just want to make wolves stronger. He wanted to make them perfect....