“But youcanhelp her?”Cylo asked.
Qaff frowned.“Another concoction might do more harm than good.”
“She is still vulnerable to influence.Have you mated her yet?”Zive met Cylo’s gaze and held it.
“For the last time, I am not her Eth,” Cylo gritted out.
Zive stared at him for too long.“An injection of Etterian DNA might be reckless, but if you lay with her, her body’s natural ability to assimilate sperm may ease the shock of—”
“No,” Cylo roared.“I shall not mate her to appease your curiosity and definitely not if it will endanger her further.”
He shook with so much fury, he could barely control himself.A large part of him wanted nothing more than to sink into the pleasure between her thighs.Thankfully, the sane side of his soul held him accountable.
“Build her DNA as it is documented.If injecting it into her does not change the outcome, then find a male with void to spare.”Zive stormed past Cylo.
“Find a male?”he whispered, his heart thundering in his ears.A roar started in the pit of his stomach, and only his clenched jaw stopped it from escaping.
“Start the DNA replication, Qaff.I shall work alongside you.”Ariez settled beside him.“Then leave.TheNahatyris eager to depart for Yithia.”
“Already begun,” Qaff said and shoved the tablet at Ariez.He bowed and disappeared into his quarters.
Cylo gazed at Wren’s serene face, his chest swelling even as his fury dwindled.Yes, he’d be the male to lay with her…should it be required.It wouldn’t be a hardship.
He almost snorted at that.On their date, they’d come damn close.
And yet, Qaff had said not to.Who did Cylo listen to?
That she was compatible with Yithians and Maloidians meant the xemi had succeeded.If they learned of this, they wouldn’t know which scientist and his concoction had worked.This knowledge would only encourage further trials.Zive was correct to insist this discovery remained sealed.
“Are you done?”Cylo gestured to Wren still asleep.
“Indeed.”Ariez tapped the med-E.D.’s console.
The dome retracted while lowering her to the bed.She moaned and stretched, her every movement sensual.
“Ask her,” Zive muttered between sips of giyua.“Let her decide her fate.”
“Do not dare,” Cylo muttered.
She stiffened, glanced at them, then sat up.“And?”
“We will re-introduce your original DNA to perhaps…” Zive winced.“I cannot deceive.They managed the impossible, milady.”
Cylo grabbed the male by the arm, glaring him into silence.
“No, let him finish.”She shifted to the edge of the bed.“Are you saying whatever they did to me worked?That humans can now have sex with these…sharks?”
“Not humans… You.”Cylo released Zive and settled nearer to her in case she needed him.
“And you’re hoping my old DNA will do what?”She swung her legs off the side, her focus fixed on Zive.
“Stabilize the last markers,” Zive said, pulling himself free.
“But?”She pinched her brow.
Zive’s stern expression softened for a moment.“My concern is your compatibility with Etterians.That has been weakened.”
She frowned.“What?So you want to throw your DNA into the melting pot that is my body?”She muttered a few curses.“Qaff insisted that Cylo and I didn’t—” Her cheeks darkened.“Regardless, DNA transfer via penetration isn’t a thing.”
