Quanta Reset (The Shadow Ravens #3)
Quanta Reset Excerpt- Tair’s POV
The results couldn’t be right. It wasn’t possible.
I ran them again. And again. Each time, the data told the same story.
Quanta was destabilizing.
A ragged breath escaped me as I collapsed onto a stool. I slipped off my glasses to rub my forehead. A notification popped up on the closest screen, but I likely already knew the contents, and I tuned out the pinging sound.
The Red Helix marked unstable DNA, and more power meant greater instability. Less control. And more chance of losing that control permanently.
Genetics had grown exponentially since the Seligo were created, but the science had never been exact. There were too many factors in the equation. Eye color could be programmed, intelligence could be raised, but every tweak changed something else downstream. Reds had superhuman abilities, but the smallest change knocked them out of balance. A change in environment. Exposure to new stressors.
History was peppered with examples of Reds who’d lost the battle against their own powers. They caused large-scale death and destruction. It had been decades since the last incident, but only because the Seligo killed most of the girls at birth.
Now Quanta… After all she’d survived…
Despair clenched my chest. Air hardly flowed into my lungs.
Her slipping control was just a symptom of the changes happening in her body. Gradual deterioration that would end in…
Another notification pinged on-screen. I ignored it, slumping until my elbows rested on my knees. We could develop serums to help stabilize her. All I had to do was keep her safe and secure until we figured out what was pushing her toward the edge.
Her condition wasn’t a death sentence. Not yet.
The notification pinged again, and I finally swiped at the screen. “What?”
“Um.” A girl’s face popped up. “Altair?”
“What do you need, Sam?” I’d expected Eva directly—not her com commander.
“Just wondering why Quanta and Cipher broke into the barracks.”
“They—” I snapped. “What?”
“You didn’t know?” Sam peered at me through the screen.
“Have you told Eva?” I jammed on my glasses as I headed for the door.
“Not yet, but…”
I turned back to the screen. Sam clutched her hands to her chin, transmitting guilt like a beacon. “What did you do?”
“I already messaged Knight.”
If he found Cipher and Quanta together, he’d ask questions second.
I sprinted out of the lab.
I had to get to them first.Lola is a compulsive traveler, baker, and procrastinator. She earned her BA in English from Stonehill College and MFA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University—and hasn’t stopped moving since. When she’s not on the road, Lola spends her time indoors where the sunlight can’t melt her, writing or bingeing on anime and cherry soda. She can be summoned in a ritual involving curry, Hello Kitty idols, and a solid chocolate pentagram.
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