Eleanor walked back and forth, thinking what she would do to a fetus that didn't even have that exact shape yet. He is even willing to sacrifice the lover he loves just to get the fetus.
Now the shapeless creature he placed in a glass case, to protect it from the outside air. He just looked at the creature throbbing like a human heart.
"Hmm... beautiful creatures... very much like Marion... the first being I managed to create with my DNA. Unfortunately, it was the old wolf's genes that actually dominated. And now...." Eleanor lifted the glass box containing the fetus into the air. "I've got my best genes combined with yours, Drake...."
"You're crazy, Eleanor!" snapped Drake, hoarsely. He just came to his senses after a few hours of unconsciousness. He doesn't know what happened to Marion, and now he's watching his lover's madness start to become. "It's not your descendants, Eleanor!"