She was so hot when she was angry. Her features changed a little to show first her wolf pushing, and then her cat trying to come out and rip him to shreds. He really hated the eternal erection that didn’t want to go away when she was around.
Unlike Julia, who’d had a hard time with her change because she had been recuperating from near death, it looked like Sophia would have no problem shifting.
“I didn’t mean to offend you darling, but we need you to tell us how you ended up with two animals inside.”
“Two animals inside where?” Couldn’t he ask a question without going around in circles? Sophia’s mind felt wooly, like it was filled with cotton, making it hard for her to think clearly. She stared at the man she’d been fantasizing about for months. She knew what he was, and she wasn’t going to lie to him. It didn’t help that his total I’m-in-charge attitude made her so wet she had to squeeze her legs shut, hoping his super-sensitive nose couldn’t smell her.
“Inside your body.” He met her gaze and held it, sending electric shivers down her spine, and conveying with his look the gravity of the situation.
How the hell could he make her so hot her panties needed wringing from just one look? The whole dominant thing he did was making her want to get on her knees in front of him and lower her head in submission.
Dear Lord, she’d never thought that kind of stuff would turn her on. Yet here she was, ready to beg him to cuff her to the nearest tree and spank her ass until she stopped being a bad girl. Of course, just the thought of him spanking her made her want to be bad.
“What the hell are you talking about? I don’t have animals inside my body.” The words had just left her mouth when she felt the push of fur against her skin.
She bowed her head and watched in horror as her nails grew into long talons…claws. First, thick brown fur pushed out, covering her arms, and after a moment it receded. Then, short golden fur pushed out of her arms and receded. Wide-eyed, she jerked her head up to meet Chase’s hungry gaze.
“Darling, you’re not just a shifter; you’re a dual shifter. How did you do it, Sophia?” This time his question was filled with admiration, which made her foolishly glow inside.
Why the hell was she happy? Not just happy—horny and happy.
“I…” She gulped, remembering her lab accident. But surely one little drop couldn’t have had that major type of effect on her…could it? Fate truly had a fucked up sense of humor. “I had an accident.”
Chase’s eyes narrowed with concern. He scanned her body, but she knew she had no visible injuries.
“What kind of accident?”
She blushed and called herself all kinds of fool for not being more vigilant while she worked. Not to mention for letting her body melt every time his eyes flickered with a heat that screamed of possession. At this rate, she’d end up worse than a stick of butter on a hot sunny day, a puddle of goop.
“I tripped. I was distracted on my way to transfer the samples from the sharps to their designated vials. The sharps ended up stuck in me. But only for a second—I probably got like one cc in me, not enough to make any kind of difference.” All three listened intently as she explained.
“How much is that? Compared to the amount you’d get from a bite wound?” Julia’s distress made her lower her voice.
“I’m not sure, but I would think with the amount of saliva transferred during a bite wound it would be a lot more than that single drop.” She frowned.
Shit. Was she going to grow a tail now? Want to sniff people’s asses? To pee on trees to mark her territory? Would she want to piss on Chase to claim him as her own? Now there was a visual she didn’t need.
A surge of wind tossed her hair into a mess all over her head, making her tunnel shaky fingers through it to get it out of her face.
“Your body adjusted so quickly. The strand must have bonded with your DNA immediately.” River sounded amazed.
It was as if she were a live science experiment, the way all three of them were looking at her like she was some sort of new species. She peered around and everyone was staring at her with different expressions.
Julia was one step away from full-blown panic. Nothing strange there. River was curious. Chase’s look was hot, wicked, and not appropriate for minors. Shit, she wasn’t even sure it was appropriate for her. She tried not to blush at his proprietary gaze. The man would easily melt an iceberg.
“Sophia, your samples and data, where are they?” Chase was back to barking questions at her.
She knew she’d made a mistake, but the man didn’t want to let up with his infuriating grilling. “They’re in my lab, all right! The samples are in cold storage and my data under lock. Both are secured by my fingerprints, voice, and other security measures. Trust me, my research is locked up tighter than two dogs in the act.”