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Chapter 96 of "Tempting Venom" starts with unexpected events: I pause, not knowing what to say, but thankfully, she continues.“Fortunately for me, Lance developed... Find out more!
I pause, not knowing what to say, but thankfully, she continues.
“Fortunately for me, Lance developed a mutation that made him refuse my blood when he was around six, which was near the time Leo was born. And Leo and I were only partially compatible, so they wouldn’t risk it.” She tilts herhead in my direction. “You were partially compatible, too. Lucky you.”
“I was tested on?”
“Of course you were. When you were an infant, Dad had it done under the pretext of general blood testing. Anyway, Lance and Leo were both going to die if they weren’t given their vampire essence in the coming years, so can you guess what Dad did?”
“Patient X.”
“You’re smart. I like that. And yes, he was our brother.”
“Brother?”
“Half-brother, technically. He was created in a lab.”
“What?”
“Yeah. Have you heard of genetic selection? It’s not legal or perfect, but we’re close with the Callahans’ pharmaceutical empire, which thrives on testing. And Dad was desperate enough to keep his boys alive, so he allowed them to mess around with his sperm, then they put it in a surrogate mother, and boom! Patient X was born. The savior sibling none of us know. Not even Dad.”
“Dad didn’t meet his son?”
“No, because he didn’t consider him a son. Just a full-time blood donor, I suppose. Patient X was kept in a house with a lab his whole life, poked and probed, and used as Lance’s and Leo’s lifeline.”
There’s a sharpness in her words. A rage that’s tucked so close to the surface, as if she can see herself in the sibling she never met.
It’s fucked up.Allof it.
A father making a child just to save the other children is simply wrong, but I can’t say I’m surprised.
Andrew is just that type of cold.
A memory flashes in my head. I was maybe six as my parents and I were walking through the snow-covered park. Mom had a call and went to the side to take it, letting go of my hand in the process.
I reached out to Dad’s hand, wrapping my smaller one around it, and he calmly but firmly pushed it away.
Then he tsked. “Useless child.”
I always wondered what he meant by saying that.Useless child. Now, I think I know. I was useless because he never managed to use me to pump my blood into his empire.
I focus back on Serena, who has a distant look in her eyes. “If Patient X was used to keep Lance and Leo alive, why did they die?”
“Lance’s immune system was as much of a drama queen as he was. Once again, he developed resistance to Patient X’s blood when he was around twenty, so they took a risk and did a marrow transplant, which worked. Can you imagine the pain Patient X was in? He was merely thirteen at the time. But no one asked about the nameless, faceless person who was made for Leo’s and Lance’s highness.” That bitterness returns to her voice. “You know, everyone in the Osborn household was celebrating when the operation was a success. We threw a party, and the whole estate was lit with fireworks, but no one mentioned the thirteen-year-old kid who made it happen. Isn’t that ironic?”
“I suppose.”
“Well, Lance sure got his karma a couple of months ago when he suddenly developed an autoimmune disease that killed him within a week. As for Leo, he received transfusions his entire life. He was so sick all the time and had severe relapses, so Patient X needed to undergo full bone marrow transfusions occasionally. Do you know how painful that is for a child?”
“I can only imagine.”
“All his childhood, Patient X’s body went through severe trauma after severe trauma. As if he were a guinea pig.” She purses her lips, then smiles tightly. “Oh well, at fifteen, Leo suffered from transplant toxicity and developed a secondary cancer that killed him.”
“What happened to Patient X?”
“What do you think Dad would do to his lab rat?”
“Since Leo died at fifteen, Lance would’ve been twenty-one at the time. And even though he’d already had the marrow transplant, with his body’s history of delayed rejection, he’d still have a risk. So Dad would’ve kept Patient X under surveillance in case Lance needed his blood in the future.”
She snaps her fingers. “Bingo. Unfortunately for Dad, X died in a house fire shortly after Leo’s death. Rumor has it, ‘his doctor parents,’ who he believed to be his real parents, felt sorry for him and let him die.”