Epilogue
These days, Alec and her were like sick lovebirds, walking through command with hands interwined. Compulsively kissing each other anytime they felt like it. Sometimes this meant in the middle of meetings.
Alec felt like he was in heaven. He laughed about "being whipped" with the other transgenic males, then turned his attention right back to Max.
They were shameless. And to Max, it was the most wonderful feeling in the world.
--Then End--