Chapter 47
WARNING: Disturbing and violent scenes
Dr. Devon Taylor, head research scientist for Octo Corp., was ecstatic about what Mr. Cessair was bringing them: a pregnant Luna. He was already considering the potential discoveries and creations that could arise from this new specimen.
He knew the guard had let Cessair in the gate; they were all ready and excited to receive the female. When Cessair never came to the door, he checked the camera footage and, to his horror, saw Mr. Cessair changing into a weretiger and going after the escaped female.
"Well, well, it seems that Mr. Cessair is keeping a secret," he mused. "Too bad he was so good at getting them specimens." Dr. Taylor recorded it in a new file labeled "Cessair, weretiger." When Mr. Cessair stops being useful, he would have another role to play for the Corporation.
For now, he would wait for Mr. Cessair to bring back the female. They had gotten away before, and it was never a problem. Alive or dead, they were all useful.
For now, everyone went back to work on their other subjects. It was a pity they didn't last all that long, still their body parts were useful as well. They could also be sold for a profit if you knew where to find the right buyers.
Needless to say, the corporation heads all loved their new hybrids. What they didn't know, though, was that they were not as successful as Devon had promoted them to be.
Some were just plain uncontrollable, while others were a success in breeding but were more like vegetables in the mind. You could tell them to do something, and they would go to do it but then they would get distracted by something as simple as a leaf or a blade of grass.
With this pregnant Luna, though, they could use the offspring's DNA and other cells to manipulate the pup in the womb, thus eliminating some of the unnatural ways they reproduced their hybrids.
Marnie woke up feeling warm and safe. Snuggling deeper into the warmth, she was really feeling worn out, and her muscles ached. As she slowly woke more, she could hear something. What was that sound? Purring?
She opened her eyes fully to see that she was in her own room at the pack house. She could feel the vibration of the purring on her back. She turned and stared at the handsome god in her bed.
She couldn't remember how she got back home, nor could she remember this male in her bed. Deciding to get out of bed and find out what was going on. Was her Luna okay? Where was Duncan? Who is this in her bed?
God, his scent was really intoxicating, though it was strange to her as well. A combination of an herb like sage and an earthy scent that was all male.
She went into her bathroom and shut the door, locking it.
Ashton opened his eyes, still purring, thinking to himself. "Well, it seems that the big bad she-wolf is my mate. This is going to complicate things a bit." He did recall reading about some legends where WereLions mated with other species, but those were usually humans.
He was going to have to do some research and find out about this complication. He was already in love with her, even though he didn't even know her; that was enough to tell him that she was his mate. Wow, the universe has a really messed-up sense of humor.
Doesn't matter, she is mine.
Marco sat in the back seat with his Luna's head on his lap. They had an escort of two other SUVs full of warriors. Luna Adira was slowly changing; he could see the subtle differences. At the rate of change, he figured that she would be back to herself in a matter of a day, maybe a little more.
The pack doctor was going to be there as soon as they pulled into the drive. He had everything set up in the Luna's room so he could monitor the Luna and pup while the changing happens. It is very dangerous for a she-wolf to shift during pregnancy.
Marco suspected it had to do with the fact that she was a Luna and that they did it slowly. He wasn't about to let her out of his sight until Duncan came home and personally took her from his care.
Marco hoped that Duncan and the rest of the warriors wiped out all that evil shit once and for all. He wasn't stupid; he knew that evil would continue. He just wanted it out of his neighborhood. It had enough time to mess things up; time for it to move on.
Marca had sent a dozen more warriors back with the two that brought Adira in. Also, August wanted to be with his brother, Archer. He hoped that they would rain hell down on their evil asses.
Duncan, Jack, Archer, August, and all the now two dozen Lycan warriors had a small meeting to come up with a plan. Jack and two of the warriors scouted out the facility. It was a rather large place. The buildings were small, though, so he suspected that they went underground.
There was just the one guard shack which held two guards. There were also cameras monitoring the outside of the buildings, but none on any of the fencing.
They all thought that it was a bit lax in security. They were a top-secret operation. Perhaps they took their protection from not being known. Still, they were all to be attentive at all times.
They split up into three groups. Group one would handle the guards and leave two warriors to guard the gate for any unexpected visitors and those who were trying to escape.
The other two teams would approach from the east and west sides of the compound; no need for the north end, it was a sheer cliff.
Duncan had one team, Jack another, and Archer the third. They sent August and another warrior off to scout for another way out further down the mountain, just in case there might be tunnels. Jack figured that they had to have another escape route other than what appeared to be the only way in or out.
They also thought that they had to have some sort of security inside the facility. To have just two guards was laughable and foolish, and he doubted that even these egotistical assholes were that stupid.
Jack decided that his team should go in first, take out the guard shack, and see what was inside. Also, they would take out the outside cameras. When they finished those tasks, the other two teams would join them, and they would all go in together, leaving a few more outside as backup.
As they stealthily went through the door, an alarm sounded, and the lights went from white to red. They started to make their way through the corridors; at first, it was pretty empty, mostly storage rooms with boxes.
At the end of the corridor, they reached an elevator that would open if the correct keys were entered. One of Duncan's warriors walked up and tore off the panel, then opened a kit. He bypassed the codes, and the door opened.
They decided that a team would go to each floor. Since there were fifteen floors, all going down, once a team cleared a floor, they would join the next team down, and so on, until everyone was at the bottom.
None of them were prepared for what they found.
The first couple of floors were mostly technology and other labs. The scientists on those floors were rounded up and guarded by two Lycans. When they reached the fifth floor, things started to change.
Living beings in cages. It was hard to tell which race they were from. Some looked like pure misery; others just stared on with empty eyes. There were two, though, that were really violent. They put them all out of their misery; it was the only thing left for them.
The scientists on this floor were stunned in horror at the mob before them. One female scientist was holding a syringe full of some kind of liquid. When they asked her what she was going to do with it, she babbled a bit and then said she was going to inject one of the violent subjects with it.
When asked what was in it, she wouldn't answer until Archer twisted her hand behind her back hard.
"It's battery acid."
The room went eerily quiet; no one dared speak. Then Archer walked up to the woman and injected her with the battery acid right in her neck. She started to scream, but then it became all garbled. She fell to the floor, dying. The other three scientists had their heads snapped off.
The next couple of floors were more of the same. One was an actual morgue, but instead of slabs and lockers, it was meat hooks and bodies tossed in corners. Some were only parts of the body; others were bodies without heads.
With each floor, everyone started to get angrier and angrier until finally they all met up on the next to last floor. What they found there made their hearts drop into their feet.