Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 249: Storm Heart

Chapter 249: Storm Heart

Dr Aine Calista Riverstone was, like most of her fairy kin, a healer by nature. Yet her path had diverged early. A

fascination with supernatural bloodlines had gripped her, and when she found the knowledge of her people

lacking, she ventured into the surface world to study among humans.

She earned her BSc in Molecular and Cellular Biology at the University of Oxford, followed by an MSc in Genetic

Engineering at the Karolinska Institute. Her academic ascent culminated in a PhD in Evolutionary Genetics at the

Max Planck Institute for Evolutionary Anthropology.

Her doctoral thesis bore the title: "Unidentified High-Stability Retrotransposons and Their Role in Rapid

Phenotypic Expression: A Model for Atypical Heredity," in human terms. It was a veiled exploration of how

magical traits were encoded and inherited.

Her career expanded beyond genetics studies. She beca Visiting Scholar at the Broad Institute of MIT and

Harvard, researching human gensequencing. Later, as a Senior Research Fellow at CERN, she investigated

the possible influence of exotic particles on biological systems. Her final human post was as a Distinguished

Professor of Comparative Mythology at the University of Tokyo... a convenient cover that allowed her to cross-

reference genetic data with ancient mythological records.

Three years ago, she returned to Kvernheim and joined the Ascendance Academy of Midgard as a Research

Assistant under Professor Arwen Briar Silverbell, the head of the Bloodline Institute. In the academy, research

assistants were regarded as officials, and thus she wore the white robes of their station.

When Eleanor fainted on the bed, Dr Riverstone did not even glance at her. Her focus remained fixed on the

monitors, which displayed Eleanor’s vitals in stark, fluctuating lines and numbers. Awakening a dormant

bloodline was somewhat like a second birth. The body shifted at the cellular level, rewritten from within. The

academy's potions were marvels of craft, yet even they could not wholly eliminate risk; there were several cases

where cadets had brushed peril, even death, in the process.

In her three years at the academy, Dr Riverstone had witnessed many awakenings. When Eleanor’s body began

to crackle with tiny arcs of electricity, she worked with practiced motion. Her hands moved swiftly across the

console, pressing keys and twisting dials with absolute precision. For a tense moment the sparks spread, dancing

across the girl's skin. Then, at last, the lightning flickered out. The storm subsided. Eleanor’s readings steadied.

Normalcy returned... though in Dr Riverstone’s eyes, this case was too ordinary. This cadet easily awakened her

second bloodline, without any problem.

Just a few minutes later, Eleanor’s eyelids fluttered open. The sterile light of the Bloodline Institute burned her

vision at first, and she becsuddenly aware of the straps still binding her wrists and ankles. Her chest rose

and fell sharply, until she caught sight of the white-robed official watching her with a level, unreadable gaze.

Golden sparks flickered in Eleanor’s eyes, a primal flash of her newly awakened essence. Then, slowly, she

exhaled and stilled herself.

"Cadet 659," the woman said, her voice clipped but even, "your second bloodline awakening was a success.

Please confirm your result. Check your stats and report."

Eleanor gave a small nod. "Nora... showthe status," she murmured inwardly.

The familiar, translucent screen unfolded before her eyes.

[Status Screen]

Cadet Name: Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor

Cadet Number: 10156659

Institution: Ascendance Academy of Midgard

Race: Werewolf (Alpha)

Bloodline: Mind Reaver (Level-1), Thunderbolt (Level-1)

Cultivation Level: Awakened

Academy Points: 5156

Unique Abilities:

Mind Acceleration [Active] - Cognitive speed vastly heightened; capable of predicting enemy movements in real

time.

Electroreception [Active] - Perceives the bio-electric fields of living beings, negating stealth and enhancing

tracking.

Bloodlust Instinct [Passive] - Combat instincts sharpened to lethal efficiency.

Eidetic Memory [Passive] - Perfect recall of every experience.

Adaptive Muscle Memory [Passive] - Newly acquired skills are instantly integrated into the body.

Universal Comprehension [Passive] - Immediate understanding of all spoken and written languages.

Night Vision [Passive] - Flawless vision in total darkness.

Storm Heart [Passive] - Cardiovascular system generates immense stamina and resilience, allowing sustained

high-intensity combat.

Energy Comprehension [Passive] - Intuitive perception of electrical currents, energy patterns, and technological

systems.

Combat Skills:

Tactical Foresight [Passive] - Battlefield analysed at a glance; enables optimal targeting and movement.

Killing Precision [Passive] - Strikes automatically direct themselves towards vital points.

Predator’s Awareness [Passive] - Senses minute shifts in an opponent's intent or movement.

Voltaic Strikes [Active/Passive] - Imbues physical attacks with lightning damage.

Overdrive Focus [Active] - Channels latent energy into heightened speed and reflexes for a brief duration.

Mind Arts:

Mental Lock [Active] - Locks onto a chosen target, suppressing all distractions until the kill is achieved.

Clarity Veil [Passive] - Immunity to illusions, mind-control, and memory tampering.

Memory Erasure [Active] - Erases selected memories from weaker beings for a limited span.

Thunderbolt Arts:

Bolt Step [Active] - Enables short-range, lightning-fast dashes that defy conventional movement.

Static Flash [Active] - Emits a blinding burst of light and electricity to disorient foes.

With a thought, she dismissed the glowing screen. "Yes," she said evenly, "my Thunderbolt bloodline has

awakened to level one. Thank you."

The woman had already begun loosening the straps that bound her wrists and ankles. "Good. You may go now. If

you experience any discomfort over the next three days, report immediately to the Bloodline Institute."

"Understood." Eleanor rose, gave her thanks once more, and left the room.

As she made her way back to the dormitory, she silently discussed about her current situation with Nora. "I feel

as though my body’s becmuch lighter. How long was | unconscious?" she asked.

"Almost five minutes," Nora replied brightly. "And your Thunderbolt bloodline is astonishing. Your body is now

generating more energy. All the nanobots are running at heightened efficiency. | can operate much faster."

"Has my body changed?" Eleanor asked.

"Yes," Nora said. "Your entire physiology shifted at the cellular level in that short time. The most profound change

lies in your heart, which now continuously produces electrons. Microcurrents of electricity are flowing through

your veins. Every organ’s performance has improved. You'll feel the difference in combat."

Eleanor frowned slightly. "That reminds me... one of my new skills is a passive called Storm Heart. Are you saying

my heart has been completely transformed? Is that what it means?"

"Not completely," Nora explained. "The structure remains the same, but its function has altered. Its performance

has grown far stronger. In truth, your heart’s form was already primed for these functions. The potion merely

unlocked them."

"| see..." Eleanor murmured. "So that’s why my Thunderbolt bloodline lay dormant. That reminds me, | need to

investigate the Langford family’s bloodline. If they carry Thunderbolt bloodline, then perhaps they're a distant

offshoot of the Lychos line... hybrids who eventually bred into fully human and mixed with the society."

"There's another possibility," Nora countered. "Your father may have been of the Lychos bloodline. Bloodlines

tend to assert themselves more strongly along the paternal side."

Eleanor let out a weary sigh. "If that’s true, I've no way of knowing. My mother never even lefta note about

him."

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