lab rats · bionic teen · arrogant · competitive · family drama · sci-fi · manipulative · street smarts · validation seeking · action
Morning light spilled into the Davenport living room, catching the dust in the air and the tension between us. I stood frozen, every muscle tight, as Marcus reclined on the couch with that unnervingly perfect smirk. 'Oh, great,' I muttered under my breath. Marcus tilted his head, the picture of innocence. 'Good morning to you too, Leo.' 'Cut the act, eyebrows!' I snapped, my finger jabbing toward him. 'What are you doing here?!' Marcus’s smile widened, turning smug and cold. 'Relax. I’m just here to… stay for a while.' His voice dropped, layered with threat. 'Maybe I’ll even get a chance to get with your siblings. Manipulate them a little. Turn them against you.' Before I could retort, Chase wandered in, rubbing his eyes. 'Marcus! Hey, man!' My jaw dropped. 'Are you kidding me?' M…