Page 89 of Savage Mates
Now I was standing in front of my laptop after noticing the flash on my screen. Batch two results.
Here we go. I closed my eyes briefly before demanding to learn the truth. Again.
Their DNA was a complete fifty/fifty animal and human.
Titus and Zeus held no dormant genetic signs of the diseases in question. I’d even introduced the disease to tissue samples they’d provided. It was shocking to note how quickly their white blood cells had eradicated any sign of them. And Thor? His test results were nothing short of miraculous.
He’d died from the very disease I had hopes of eradicating. And here he was, back to life. Even more impressive, his white blood cells had destroyed the new diseased cells at what appeared to be a higher rate.
Incredible. If this was the only discovery and use, I would consider it profound. But I knew my findings would mean nothing. Not unless someone could profit from finding similar cures for humans.
As far as the little cub, his DNA was also a fifty/fifty split, which meant he should be able to shift at some point in his life. The findings would be worth dying for.
Worth killing for.
My thoughts drifted to Dr. Savannah Morgan. She’d escaped with three wolves. Did that mean she was their mate? If so, had she reproduced and assuming she had, had the cubs or human babies been viable? The possibilities continued to blow me away.
The tests weren’t as positive for the lioness. Her results indicated she had twenty-five percent human DNA. I was guessing, but I believed she couldn’t shift because she was mostly lion. Yet not deformed. Able to heal more quickly. Further testing was needed, but there was something even more troubling.
She was dying. Not from her internal bleeding, but from the fact her white blood cells were destroying the red.
One form was trying to destroy the other.
Without intervention, she would die. So would her cub.
The realization hit me hard. I moved to the glass window, staring into the room where she was being kept. I placed my hand on the cool surface and for a few seconds I felt vibrations.
Not from any of the equipment I’d brought with me.
And with the lioness still sedated, the heat of her body certainly wasn’t creating them. Where in the hell was that coming from and why had I felt it on the glass surface? I turned around, trying to think what it could be.
Maybe the power source used to keep the electricity going. Or perhaps the sewer system.
No, that didn’t make any sense. Then what?
The apparatus brought by the other scientists.
I moved toward the door, peeking out. It was now after two in the morning. The chances the two scientists were awake wereslim. And I hadn’t seen Kyle in at least a couple of hours. Unless he was a vampire, he couldn’t stay awake for days at a time. It was now or never to see if I could get into the room.
Since Peter had described the lock, breaking it might be difficult, but I had to try. I’d found a box of leftover tools including a small sledgehammer. The location of the locked room was far enough away from the sleeping quarters the sound could be muffled. Unfortunately, I’d left the hammer in my quarters.
I’d thought about contacting my father. I’d called and told him about the project. While he’d been thrilled for me, he’d been wearing his fatherly cap, telling me to be very careful. He knew enough about Blackwell that he could possibly discover some answers. I typed him a quick email, realizing that trying to call him might alert the others. This had been a military compound before and I couldn’t take any chances.
At least someone knew there could be trouble in paradise.
After giving the lioness another glance, I locked down my computer so no one could gain access and headed outside. The night was just as eerie as inside, but I felt closer to the lions. I could almost feel my mates watching me.
Worrying about me.
The stronger breeze tickled my skin and with the humid air, it felt like Thor, Zeus, and Titus had surrounded me, keeping me warm with their heated breaths. The thought brought a deep throb in my pussy as I headed toward the sleeping quarters. Once inside the building, I hugged the wall as I headed for my quarters, the tiny blue LED lights near the ceiling creating shadows. With every turn, I was certain Kyle was standing there with a weapon in his hand.
But I made it to my room without making a sound or being noticed.
The hammer was right where I’d left it, but something seemed off in the room. I left things a certain way. I turned in a full circle, trying to figure out what was catching me off guard.
A scent.
It was faint, but nevertheless definitely lingering in the room, so faint I was surprised at how my senses were reacting to it.
