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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.”
    Why the hell had that come out of her mouth? She noticed their raised brows at her example and got defensive. “What? OK, bad example, but I’ve had horrible experiences before with my data being stolen.”
    Julia stood and grabbed her hand, sad eyes conveying she wanted to speak to her alone. She bit back the urge to roll her eyes at her sister’s over-the-top emotional outbursts. They walked into the house in silence.
    Sophia looked around the kitchen and was always impressed at the beauty of the space. The room, open, airy, and light, made her want to sit there all day. Windows surrounded the soft blue space, trimmed with off-white cabinets and appliances, and fresh flowers scented the air with delicate fragrances that wouldn’t upset Julia’s sensitive nose. Sophia felt an immediate sense of peace every time she went into that space. Her sister had made her entire home a welcoming, serene place.
    Under other circumstances, Sophia would have been ecstatic to be sitting in the kitchen with her best friend. But not now. Julia gave a loud sigh as she took a seat across from Sophia.
    “Sophia, I know you thought you were helping me by looking for a way to get me back to what I was before. But you needn’t have bothered. I’m happy with who and what I am, and most importantly, I’m just happy. River loves me, I love him, and we’re going to have a baby.” Her face glowed with joy and love.
    “I remember how difficult everything was for you right after the attack and I felt so