"Perfect? What do you mean by that?"
Rose's voice quivered, barely above a whisper. By her side, her knuckles hid and clutched a metal divider she found in one of Liam's drawers just before coming to hide in the closet. Fear and anxiety welled up inside her.
Lucas smirked, his gaze unnerving as he leaned lazily against the wall. "Your DNA has been mutating beautifully. Just the fact that you're still alive and healthy like this means the experiment is successful. It's a rare outcome—one in a million, really. "
But there's something that's not working properly yet....Lucas continued in his thoughts, as he took in the scared but defiant look in Rose's eyes. It seems to have lost mind control on you. I thought we've almost got it. What a shame... but well, that can come anytime later...
"Mutating? I'm mutating into what exactly?!" Rose's breath hitched, her heart pounding against her ribs.
