The first thing I noticed when I come to, was how comfortable the bed was. Unlike the cots at the lab with the thin mattresses, this bed actually had sufficient support. I rolled over to my side and exhaled as I opened my eyes. I screamed and sat straight up clutching my chest.
“Relax, Morgan. I mean you no harm. My name is Doctor Ryder Strong.”
I stared at the man from earlier today. His dark eyes watched me anxiously. My first opinion about the man hadn’t changed. Even though he was watching me with a kind smile, I still saw something in those dark hooded eyes that made me want to run out of this room. Not even the giant from the terminal made me this uncomfortable, and he killed seven men. I continued to stare at Dr. Strong without speaking. He watched me silently, then broke into a wide smile.
“I forgot, you don’t like to talk because of your speech problem,” he said, then looked down at his tablet.
When his eyes moved to the tablet, I gave myself only a second to react. My brows furrowed when I realized he had information on me. I’d have to be careful about how I responded. By the time he looked back up at me, my face was back to neutral.
“Would you prefer to write down your responses?”
I didn’t reply right away. I didn’t trust this doctor.
I shook my head no to his question. I didn’t want to make this easy for him.
Another one of those eerie smiles. Dr. Strong leaned back in his chair placing the tablet down in his lap.
“I have to say, your files are very interesting. Whoever did your evaluation was very thorough.” He stared at me, and I silently stared back at him. He was looking for a reaction. I still wouldn’t give him one.
“Would you like to know what your file says about you?”
Another shake of my head. I was dying to know what the file said, and he knew that. He was toying with me. I just didn’t know his angle. I’m sure if I would have told him yes, he wouldn’t have let me read them anyway.
He smiled then shrugged. “You’ve found yourself in quite a peculiar predicament, Morgan. As you know, you were initially brought here to provide a very important resource to furthering our project.”
The asshole way of saying I was here to get pregnant.
“But it seems…” He went on to say. “We have another use for you.” Dr. Strong stood to his feet, his white lab coat open, revealing a blue button up shirt that hid well-defined muscles. They were nothing like the soldier from the terminal, but it did let me know that Dr. Strong wasn’t a weak man. I assumed he spent some time in the military himself.
“Take a walk with me.” The demand in his voice let me know that this was not something I could decline.
I climbed to my feet slowly. I expected him to step back and give me space. He didn’t. He stood so close that my body brushed his when I stood up. For a moment, he stared down at me from his tall height. Those eyes, that held some dark secret, just stared at me. I felt the urge to back down, to step away from him even though there wasn’t enough room between me and the bed. It was the same urge that saved me when Trevor approached me angrily, or my parents asked me to hurry up and get my sentence out when I started to stutter. It was the urge to cower. The reaction that had been instilled in me since I was a small child being pinched for stumbling over a word. Luckily, Strong stepped away before I could lower my head and cower to him.
“Follow me,” he stated without turning back to make sure that I did.
I followed him out of the room that I was sure only opened because he was with me. We headed down the gray industrial hallway. Dr. Strong took me to an elevator where he punched in a sequence of numbers before the doors opened. He stepped in and turned to face me, waiting for me to join him. I only paused for a moment—wondering where he was taking me—before I entered the elevator. The doors shut, and the elevator slowly descended.
“I’ve been working on project X for twenty-five years. The first batch of serum was cooked up in a warehouse the size of a New York apartment.” He chuckled as he seemed to reminisce on his earlier years. “We have come a long way from those days. Billions of dollars, and a lot of lives have been put into this research.”
The doors to the elevator opened, and I was met with a cacophony of sound. Screaming, gun fire, pounding, and rage filled yelling all greeted me at once. Dr. Strong stepped out of the elevator, and he turned and waited for me to exit. I stared nervously back at him. My heart was racing so fast, I didn’t want to follow him into those sounds.
“Come, Morgan.” Another demand.
I followed, stepping out of the elevator. This hallway wasn’t as plain as the one my room was on. Made up of metal and glass, the long hallway ran in different directions. Dr. Strong started walking, and I followed close behind.
“What we’ve created here, has been worth everything we have put into it. Genetically enhanced super soldiers.”
He led me to a glass room where an extremely tall brown-skinned man was. The man shared the same complexion as me. He was built like the man they called Alpha from the terminal earlier. He was even wearing the same gray and black army fatigues the other guy wore. The man was pounding away at the thick red punching bag without gloves on. His punches were so powerful that the bag folded in on itself with each strike. Lying in rows by his feet were the remnants of what looked like previous bags. He struck again at the bag with barely any movement. The bag folded in half then exploded, sending sand spilling out at his feet.
“Those bags weigh in at about four-hundred pounds. No matter how heavy we make them, they still find a way to destroy them.”
I gasped when the soldier picked up the bag and tossed it to the floor. The moment the sound was out of my mouth, the soldier turned towards me. Hazel eyes met mine. He was stunning, a trait I found common in these super soldiers. A wide spread nose accentuated a square face and full lips. Long wispy lashes made those gorgeous eyes stand out. A low-cut fade gave him a clean appearance. The soldier continued to stare at me with interest.
“Come, Morgan,” Dr. Strong said in that same demanding tone.
I followed the doctor, but I continued to watch the soldier, and he seemed just as interested in me. When I’d gotten too far to see him, I turned away and allowed Dr. Strong to lead me further down the hall way.
“What you just saw, is in no way a measure of their strength. Every day they grow stronger. We’ve had to make adjustments to our facility numerous times to better contain them. Right now, this facility has reinforced steel and concrete sound proof walls. Every door is controlled by computerized locks where we must change the passwords every day. Everything around us is structured based off their strengths and weaknesses. That is why we’ve built this facility underground.”
We stopped at another glass room. Inside this room were three more of the super soldiers. They were in workout shorts and shirtless. If this situation wasn’t so terrifying, my jaw would be on the floor at how amazing their bodies were. I took back the comment of action heroes, I don’t think I’ve ever seen bodies like theirs. Defined, well-toned, and equally distributed muscles stretched over taut skin. They were incredible.
Just then, about twelve of the green fatigue soldiers rushed into the room. Even without the familiar green fatigues, I would have been able to tell that they weren’t the super soldiers. They looked like children compared to the super soldiers. The regular soldiers were in full combat gear just like they wore outside earlier. A buzzer went off, the lights cut off, and chaos ensued. I could just make out forms in the dim light from the guns going off. The regular soldiers attacked the others. I was glued to the window trying to see everything. Just like the one they called Alpha, these super soldiers made short work of the regular guys. Only this time, there are no deaths. They quickly disarmed the regular soldiers and tossed them to the floor with ease, leaving the soldier alive, but not without pain. Once the regular soldiers were all lying on the floor, I realized that this time they weren’t using the tranquilizers like from earlier. All around the super soldiers were shell casings. Yet, when I looked at the three soldiers, there were no wounds.
This time my mouth did drop open.
“They are indestructible,” Dr. Strong whispered close to my ear. “It requires a special bullet to break through their flesh.”
The pride apparent in his voice. I turned to him briefly, his eyes were fixated on me. Again, I saw something behind those dark eyes that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. I turned from the intensity of his stare.
Just then, as a unit, all three of the soldiers turned to look at me. Just like the brown-skinned hunk from the other room, they stared at me with interest. One even took a step towards me before stopping. I watched them as they watched me.
“Hmmmm…” Dr. Strong hummed beside me.
For a moment, he studied the soldiers too. Eventually, he dismissed their actions and placed a hand on my shoulder to lead me away.
The moment the doctor’s hand touched my shoulder, the soldiers’ entire demeanor changed. They went from silent observers to high alert. Their bodies tensed, the same way it did when that buzzer went off signaling them to fight. Dr. Strong missed the soldiers’ reactions as he continued to steer me towards another room.
This next room we came to, we actually entered instead of staring through a glass. The dark room reminded me of one of those interrogation rooms you find in cop shows. There were four green fatigue soldiers—fully armed, and two other men dressed in lab coats. They all looked to us when we entered. The guy in the lab coat with the square glasses glanced at me briefly before speaking to Dr. Strong.
“This is 4721 and breeder 221. This is day five of the breeding process.” He handed Dr. Strong a tablet that he glanced at before placing me in front of a window. I gasped and stepped back when I saw what they were watching.
One of the super soldiers was with a female. His naked body hovered over her petite frame. His buttocks tightened each time his hips dipped between her thighs. The force in which he moved caused the bed to slam into the wall, chipping away at the plaster. I’ve never seen anything so rough. Her body bowed off the bed with each thrust. The female was screaming in what looked like a mixture of pleasure and pain, but the soldier didn’t seem to care. I can’t imagine her ever being able to walk again with the way he was pounding between her legs. Despite how appalled I was, I couldn’t take my eyes off the two of them. I felt disgusted by watching them, yet my body felt hypersensitive. My skin felt flushed, my breasts heavy, and my stomach tightened.
“He can go on like this for hours. They have incredible stamina.” Dr. Strong’s voice came from a lot closer than I was expecting. I turned my head to find him standing right behind my shoulder.
Suddenly, the soldier pulled out of the female, his massive cock shining from her arousal with spots of blood. He grabbed the female by the waist and flipped her on her stomach with one hand. He grabbed her hip, raising her bottom up into the air before shoving back into her. The female threw her head back and screamed.
I turned away, no longer wanting to see anymore. I didn’t have that much experience with sex. It was never enjoyable and often painful with Trevor. Which is why I didn’t understand my body’s response to seeing this. I hated sex. Not even the first time with Trevor when I thought it would be magical did I feel this way. My body felt unfamiliar. I caught Dr. Strong’s eye, that look was back. The one that made me uncomfortable.
“Would you like to leave, Morgan?”
The others in the room chuckled at my discomfort.
I swallowed, glancing over my shoulder one last time at the soldier and the woman. He was holding her shoulders down to the bed as he continued to slam into her at a painful speed. I turned away and nodded my head yes. Dr. Strong smiled, then handed the tablet back to the man with the glasses. This time, I didn’t wait until Dr. Strong led me out, I walked out on my own. The moment I stepped out into that sterile hallway, I clutched a hand over my chest, closed my eyes, and exhaled. The images from the room flashed behind my closed lids, and I shook my head to clear the visual.
“Cccccccccan I ggggggggggo back to my room now?” I couldn’t see the doctor, but I could feel his body heat close to me. The smell of his aftershave surrounded me.
When he didn’t answer, I opened my eyes to find him staring at me again. The unnerving look lingered longer than what was comfortable. Dr. Strong seemed to shake his head out of the trance he was just in.
“Soon. I have one more thing to show you.” He led me to another hallway.
We stopped at a large metal door. This door was different from the others we’d seen. Dr. Strong moved a rectangular shaped slot and nodded towards me to take a peek inside the room. From the sounds coming from the room, I already knew what I was going to find. The super soldier inside was obviously upset—maybe more than just upset. He was slamming into the walls around him. His fists pounding into the concrete causing pieces to crumble at his feet. Despite how hard he was punching the wall, his hands weren’t even bloody. There was no mistaking these soldiers’ strength. I had no doubt they were everything the scientist created them to be. So far, everything I’d seen had given me reason to fear them.
“We call it a rage fit. They are prone to them. It’s a flaw in my design. Before we were able to contain him in this room, he killed four guards and two lab technicians.”
I turned briefly to look at the doctor, then back to the soldier. The soldier gripped his head as if he was in pain, then yelled at the ceiling. I took a step away from the door.
“There is only one way to calm him down. Come see.” Dr. Strong held out his hand for me to take. I ignored his outstretched hand and leaned back to the door to peek through the opening. One of the back walls opened up drawing the soldier’s attention. He rushed towards the man entering the room but stopped when the man held up a small box.
“Sit down, Gamma,” the man holding the box demanded.
The soldier seemed to only stare for a moment and then complied with the man’s request. He took a seat on the floor, his knees bent and his arms resting on top of them.
“Good,” the man responded to his obedience. “I will give you your obsession now, but only if you are calm. Are you calm now, Gamma?”
A simple nod came from the soldier. The man opened up the box and pulled out a small stone the size of a large marble. He placed the green gem inside of the soldier’s hand. The gem was the same color green as the fatigues the regular soldiers wore.
“Green seems to be a popular color amongst them. Seventy-five percent of the obsessions are green,” Dr. Strong said drawing my attention briefly before I turned back to the soldier.
He stroked the gem affectionately. He treated the small object as if it was the greatest treasure in the world. After only a few minutes with the gem, the other man took it away and placed it back in the box.
“You may stand now, Gamma. Someone will take you back to your quarters.” The man with the box left the room, and a few of the guards entered the room.
Just then, as if I’d called its name, the super soldier turned to the panel that I was peering through. His green eyes, only a few shades darker than the stone he stroked so lovingly, stared right at me. He cocked his head to the side to study me. For a moment, we stared at each other. It was strange, all the super soldiers seemed to notice me, but I had this feeling that there was something more to the way they were looking at me. The way they studied and watched me, it’s the same way the soldier from the terminal watched me. Dr. Strong slowly closed the grate on the door, cutting off my view from the green-eyed super soldier named Gamma.
I didn’t pretend to be blind to Dr. Strong’s motives. He didn’t show me all this for a fun educational tour. I’m pretty sure none of the other girls got this in-depth rundown of the operations. Dr. Strong wanted something from me. Now I wanted to know what.
“Why did you ssssssshow me this?”
The Doctor’s eyes widened. He didn’t expect me to catch on so quickly. I could imagine my files suggested that I wasn’t that bright.
Dr. Strong seemed to catch his reaction and cleared his throat before speaking. “That is a very good question, Morgan. You see, what I do here, will one day save the world. Everyday more terrorists are recruited and born, and their main goal is to destroy the U.S. It is my job to keep the US and our allies safe.”
Strong was worse than I had initially thought. Clearly, he thought too highly of himself.
“In order to do my job successfully, I require certain help from others. The guards you see around here have their roles. The lab that prepared you for your stay here also has a role. We wouldn’t have healthy women to carry the offspring if not for the work of Vita Labs. Even the men that captured you play a substantial role in my project. Now, Morgan, you will play and even more significant role than any of the others.”
I gulped, and he smirked.
“I showed you all of this today, because you need to see what you are up against. These soldiers, they are not like you and I. They weren’t even born. I created them using a petri dish and an incubator. Yes, they look like humans and might sometimes act like humans, but never get it confused. They have a mixture of some of the most advanced DNA in the world. They have no loyalties or conscious. They are like wild animals and will kill you at the first chance they get. Do you understand that?”
I nodded my head yes.
“Good.” He sighed. “I need your help, but in order for you to help me, you have to know that I am the only person that can keep you alive in this place. No one else has the knowledge or the control that I have over these subjects.” He grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze.
I looked down at his large hand covering mine. The urge to pull it away made my skin prickle, but I didn’t move it. I allowed him this moment. He wanted me to trust him, I would let him think I did. I’d learned the benefits of people underestimating you.
“Hhhhhhhhhhhhhow do I help?”
He smiled before letting my hand go and placing it on my shoulder to steer me in a new direction.
“The soldier you met earlier today, do you remember him?”
I don’t think I’ll ever forget him for as long as I live.
I nodded my head.
“His name is Alpha, and he is by far the most unique subject we have.”
Dr. Strong took us to another elevator that required a longer passcode than the first elevator. The doors opened, and we both stepped inside. For the first time, he had my genuine attention. I wanted to know more about the soldier from earlier.
The elevator doors closed, and Dr. Strong continued to speak as we descended.
“When we first started experimenting with genetics, we started out by manipulating human soldiers that were already enrolled in the US military. The results were……. catastrophic. The combination of the genes in the serum we tried to introduce into their system ripped through the soldiers causing most to become so violently insane, we had to put them down. Others died from the initial introduction of the serum into their blood stream. We were left with no viable subjects. We scrapped the idea of using adult soldiers and thought it best to introduce the serum during gestation. In this way, we had some control over their appearances such as the hair and eye color. We worked with a wide variety of pregnant women trying many different combinations of the serum, but most of the fetuses died. Very few pregnancies went full term, and when it did, the subjects were highly deformed and mutated. It was becoming tiresome. We spent many nights trying to perfect the correct combination of genes, some natural, but most were synthetic.”
The elevator finally opened after a very long ride down. The moment I stepped out, the cold air hit me hard making me shiver. Dr. Strong stepped out and was greeted by the Middle Eastern man I saw with him earlier.
“Morgan, this is Asim.”
“Hello, Morgan. How are you?”
Asim had a kind face. He seemed to have the only genuine smile I’d seen in a while.
I smiled and nodded slightly at him.
Dr. Strong placed a hand on Asim’s shoulder and shook his head gently. Asim must understand the doctor’s silent message because he turned from me and walked away. Dr. Strong followed him, and I followed Dr. Strong.
“Finally, we had a break through.” Dr. Strong picked up where he left off. “We combined a unique substance that we acquired from our friends in NASA with the combination of my synthetic genes. It was a risk, one that I knew could have detrimental side effects, but by that point, I was willing to take the risk. We decided to cut out all human affiliation and instead work with our own lab created embryos. We injected one-hundred embryos with the new serum, but only one survived.”
We stopped in front of a closed door. Asim opened the door and allowed me to walk in first. I was greeted by a brightly lit room that was similar to the room where I watched the soldier and his female have sex. However, in this room, there was no double sided glass, just a huge computer monitor that showed different angles of the same small room. My breath caught when I saw who we were watching. It’s him, the soldier, the one they call Alpha. He was sitting on the ground in nothing but thin boxer shorts. If that room was anything like the rest of this area, it had to be freezing. His back was to the wall, he had one knee bent and an arm resting on his knee. He was staring straight ahead. His eyes were wide open, but he didn’t seem to be looking at anything. He still had that terrifying presence. Even though he was sitting down, he looked dangerous, but it was also obvious how gorgeous he was. His dark brown hair was cut low on the sides and back—nearly bald, but thicker and longer on top. He had a five o’clock shadow that accentuated his full lips. His square shaped face had a jawline that could chisel rocks. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him, despite how much he frightened me.
“Alpha is the only survivor from that first batch. He continues to break limits and astound us. We tried twice to duplicate what we did to create more like him, but we were never again successful. Hundreds of embryos were created, and none of them survived. Finally, determined to have another success, I again altered my genetic formula with the alien DNA supplied by NASA’s scientists to create a new serum. This time, the results were astounding,” he said this, and his face lit up with pride.
“Every single one of the super soldiers here, were created from that newly formulated serum. All fifty embryos survived. Even though they were a success, they are nothing compared to him.”
“Wwwwwwwhy is he in there?”
“Protection.” I turned to look at Dr. Strong, and he smiled, knowing my question. “For us. Not him.” He chuckled. “Everything you saw today with the other soldiers, are doubled with Alpha. Those walls are five times thicker than the Hoover Dam. It is made up of a mixture of heavy metals. It is sound proof, and for added bonus, it is buried seven miles below the Earth. Down here, is the only place we can contain him. It is the only place on this compound he cannot escape.”
I don’t know why, but I didn’t believe that. I didn’t know anything about this Alpha, but just looking at him, studying the quiet intelligence behind his eyes, I doubted that statement highly.
The door to the room opened again, and two men in white lab coats and three guards entered the room.
“Are you ready?” the soldier with the scar on the right side of his face asked Dr. Strong.
“Yes, Donavan.” Dr. Strong turned to me. “This is where you will have to trust me, Morgan. Remember, I am the key to keeping you alive.”
My eyes narrowed in confusion. What is he talking about? The man he called Donavan placed a hand on my shoulder and started to guide me out of the room. My heart raced, and I started to panic.
“Relax, Morgan. You have to stay calm,” Dr. Strong encouraged.
Donavan took me out of the room, and I was followed by Asim. We went into one of the three nearby rooms. The door opened, and I was guided inside of a simple room with gray walls. There was no other furniture in the room, and that brought me only a slight bit of relief. At least there was no bed. I looked up and spotted the cameras in each corner of the room. Along with the cameras, one of the walls was made entirely of glass. On the other side of the glass was another room that was the exact same as the room I was in.
“You need to undress,” Asim said behind me with his tablet in his hand.
I didn’t move. I stared at the skinny, clean-cut man like he was insane.
Asim looked up at me from his tablet. I guess he was surprised that I was still clothed.
“Hurry up and undress.”
Again, I remained motionless. At this, Asim frowned.
“Donavan.” Asim turned to the big soldier who took a step towards me. I imagine he was going to take my clothes off for me. I backed into the wall and held up my hands. I turned away from the men in the room and swallowed. So, this was it. For a moment, I had believed that my fate would not be the same as the other female captives. I guess I was wrong. I unsnapped the metal buttons down the front of my hideous blue suit. I pulled one shoulder down before slowly pulling down the other. I didn’t realize I was crying until I felt the wet droplets hit my arm. Once my arms were free, I dropped the suit to my ankles. The only thing under the huge jumpsuit, was a thin white tank top and plain white panties. The panties were one size fits all, but clearly the manufacturer had not taken into account the amount of butt I possessed. The panties did nothing to cover my ass. I went to take off the top, but Asim stopped me.
“That will be all for now,” he stated.
I sighed in relief.
I wrapped my arm over my chest covering the very see through material. My chocolate nipples were obvious underneath the white shirt. With the other hand, I covered my panties. I wasn’t fully naked, but I still felt vulnerable. I glanced up at the camera over my head. Even from another room, it was like I could feel Dr. Strong’s eyes on me.
“Step out of the suit,” a deep voice said from behind, startling me.
I looked over my shoulder for just a second to find Donavan staring at me. I stepped out of the suit, and he immediately reached down to grab it.
“I’ll be on the other side of the door,” Donavan said to Asim.
Donavan left, closing the door behind him with a loud click. For a moment, Asim and I watched each other. The question ‘what now’ hovered on my lips.
Then I heard it. It was a motorized whirring sound. I turned to the glass where the other room was. The wall was slowly being pulled back. I walked up towards the glass, continuing to cover my body. I still kept a good distance between me and the glass. The wall opened all the way up, and I squinted to see what was on the other side, then he appeared. Standing at his full height, he was terrifying. His eyes landed on me, and I gasped at the sight of them. He watched me cautiously, not making any sudden moves like I was a small animal that he didn’t want to frighten away. His silver eyes stayed on my face, not once did he look down at my body. It was like he knew it would make me uncomfortable. I don’t know what came over me, maybe it was because the non-human had treated me more like a human being than anyone else around here, or maybe I just wanted to know what he would do, but something made me drop my hands away from my body. Slowly, both hands moved down to my sides. It was only when they were resting at my side that those intelligent silver eyes slid down from my face. They didn’t linger, they looked long enough to take in the see-through material and the shape of my figure. Then, his eyes landed back on me, and this time, I was astounded by what I saw shining back in those silver irises. Desire. I’m not blind to the look of desire. Trevor often looked at me that way before sex, but his was always accompanied by disgust. Trevor hated that he found my body attractive. He once told me that he was ashamed of himself for sleeping with me. Yet, when I looked at Alpha’s eyes, I didn’t find disgust. I saw desire, and restraint. Restraint for what?
I took a step closer to the glass. Just one step. Alpha watched cautiously. With his eyes locked on mine, he took a single step towards me. My heart started to slam against my chest, but I didn’t react. I fought to stay calm. Alpha watched me closely, but he didn’t make any other move towards me. I realized that he only moved when I moved. I took two more steps that brought me right up to the glass. Another step, and my breasts would be pressed against the cold surface. Alpha remained in his spot. He turned his head slightly to the side, and one of his thick eyebrows quirked up at me. I think he’s asking me if I’m sure about this. I smiled, and the most wonderful thing happened, he smiled too. I thought he was handsome before with his dark brooding eyes, but when he smiled, he was breathtaking. Slowly, almost too slow, he walked over to the glass. I had to lift my head to look at him. He stood at the same distance from the glass as me. He made no sudden movements, he just stared down at me. The way he looked at me reminded me of the soldier Gamma from earlier. The way he looked as he rubbed the green stone. There was a more complex look in Alpha’s eyes, but I definitely saw that look of infatuation, like I was his greatest treasure. Slowly, I placed my hand on the glass. My palm rested against the cold surface. Alpha stared at it for a moment, I could tell he was thinking. I saw it in the way his eyes narrowed slightly and his brow furrowed. He wasn’t sure what to do. I almost laughed at how adorable that was. How this large man—that could snap my neck with the flick of his wrist—could be so unsure and shy behooved me. Finally, after a minute of deliberation on his part, he placed his hand on the glass against mine. His large hand dwarfed mine. His fingers nearly twice as long as mine, and his palms made my hand look like toddler’s hand.
I giggled at the comparison. When I looked up in his eyes, he stared down at me, and for the first time, I couldn’t read the look on his face as easily. Maybe because I had never seen it before, not towards me anyway. I’d seen it when Trevor talked to Monroe, and sometimes when a supporter was talking money to my parents. I don’t know what I would call the look. I just know, having someone look at me that way, even for a moment, made my soul smile.
“Morgan, it’s time to go.” Asim stepped out of the shadows.
I was disappointed; I wasn’t yet ready to go. I turned to look at him briefly. When I did, his eyes weren’t on me, they watched Alpha.
A loud thump on the glass startled me, and I jumped before turning back to the glass. His entire disposition had changed. He was no longer the gentle giant that tried not to scare me off. He looked like the monster they created him to be as he snarled at Asim. Asim walked over to me and grabbed my shoulder, this enraged Alpha more. He beat against the glass. I had to give it to the glass, I don’t know what it was made of, but it seemed to be holding it together.
“Asim,” a voice called over the speaker system.
I knew that voice belonged to Dr. Strong. He was orchestrating this.
“Pull the girl away from the window and stand in front of her.” Dr. Strong directed Asim.
They were purposely upsetting Alpha, but why? I turned back to Alpha, and the rage on his face almost distorted his features as he beat against the glass.
“Now, Asim,” Dr. Strong demanded.
Asim reached for me, but I dodged his grasp. This sent a thunderous roar out of Alpha that made my chest vibrate with its ferocity. He hit the glass so hard that a crack appeared and spider webbed out in all directions. Beside me, Asim stiffened.
“It won’t hold,” Asim said. From the way he was speaking, he didn’t think that would be a problem. “Sir, we need to pull out. Abort!” Asim stated as he ran to the door of the room we were in. He pulled on the door, but it didn’t open. Meanwhile, Alpha punched the glass again, this time, the crack moved further out.
“Morgan.” Dr. Strong’s voice spoke through the hidden speakers. “You need to calm him down.”
What? More than that, why? Why do I care if he breaks through that glass and kills Asim? I wanted out of this place, and Asim would just be one less person I would have to fight through to get away. Maybe Alpha would break out and kill them all. Then I wouldn’t have to worry about anything.
“Remember what I showed you, Morgan. What do you think he will come for once he kills Asim? Do you think he will let you just walk away without harm?” Dr. Strong’s voice calmly stated.
He didn’t seem to be in a rush. I believed that although Asim wasn’t expecting Alpha to break that glass, Dr. Strong knew it was a possibility. Alpha was reacting the way Dr. Strong expected him to. Which meant, Dr. Strong had some type of backup plan, something that would stop Alpha from setting me free.
“You have to trust me, Morgan.” Dr. Strong coaxed.
Alpha slammed into the glass one last time, and it shattered to the ground. Asim whimpered at the door. I didn’t trust Dr. Strong, but for now, I would play along with him. At least until I found my way out of this place.
Alpha stepped through the frame where the thick glass once stood, he charged towards Asim.
“Alpha,” I called his name, and he immediately stopped and turned towards me. The rage was still in his eyes, but it cooled instantly upon turning to me.
I had been programmed that when someone was angry and their attention was on you, you should run for cover. Trevor made sure I knew that rule, even my mother helped me to understand it, yet here I am, fighting my fears and getting his attention. My entire body shook when those silver eyes turned to me.
Asim made a noise that drew Alpha’s attention back to him. Alpha grabbed Asim by the throat and lifted him off the ground. I watched in shock and fear, not knowing what to do.
“Stop him, Morgan,” Dr. Strong demanded.
“Aaaaaaalpha,” I called to him again.
When he turned to me, I flinched, and he immediately dropped Asim. He walked towards me, but I backed into the wall with each step he took. Eventually, I had nowhere else to go. Alpha stood in front of me with no glass separating us. My body shook in fear. Will he hit me the way Trevor does when he’s angry? I don’t believe I will survive if he decides to strike me. Maybe, what he wants is much worse. The visual of the other soldier with his female made me shutter. Alpha lifted his hand, and I shut my eyes.
“Ddddddddddon’t hhhhhhhhhurt me. Pppppppplease.” I hated how bad my stuttering sounded right now.
I might be frightened of him, but for just a second, to this man, I was a normal girl, one that he might have even desired, and that was empowering, but I’m pretty sure he now realizes what everyone else does: I’m flawed and not worth his attention.
When nothing happened, I opened my eyes to find Alpha frowning down at me. He looked upset. His silver eyes bore into me. I felt like he was trying to tell me something. The way his eyes stared into mine, he was trying to express something to me. Finally realizing I wasn’t understanding him, he lifted his hand with his palm out towards me. His eyes looked to his hand then back to me. Slowly, I understood what he wanted. I lift my left hand to his right, allowing my palm to line up with his the best way I could. The moment my hand touched his, his eyes closed, and he sighed in relief. My emotions were all over the place. This time, it wasn’t just because of the synthetic hormones they were pumping into my system to keep me ovulating. I was actually feeling a connection with this man, one I’ve never felt with anyone else. It was as if just by looking at me, he had stripped me raw and found all my weaknesses and insecurities, and with one small touch, he was trying to wipe them away.
“Very good, Morgan.” Dr. Strong’s voice came from behind Alpha.
Alpha’s eyes popped open, and he turned to Dr. Strong with a snarl. He kept his body between the guards in the room with Dr. Strong and me.
“You have done your job. You can relax now.”
Alpha’s head turned to me slightly. He looked just as confused as I was.
“Wwwwwwwwhat job?”
Dr. Strong only smirked at me. “Take him down,” he demanded.
The sound of the guns going off nearly burst my ear drums. This time, Alpha didn’t fight them. He turned to me and covered my body against the wall. His silver eyes stared down at me with disappointment. He thought I betrayed him, and yet, he still thought to protect me from the tranquilizers being shot into him. Dr. Strong used me. He used me to play mind games with Alpha.
“Ssssssstop!” I shouted.
I watched the painful looking darts enter his flesh and crease his brow with each hit.
“Stop, pppppppppplease!” I yelled to the soldiers in the room.
They ignored my cries and continued to load his body with the darts.
“I’m sorry.” I sobbed to Alpha. “I’m so sorry.” Alpha lifted his hand and touched the tears that tracked down my face. The moment his finger came away with my wet tears, he dropped to his knees and passed out. I fell to the ground with him. I clutched my chest as I stared at the beautiful creature. No matter what Dr. Strong said about Alpha not being human, he had still shown more compassion than any of the so called humans here.
I heard the soldiers’ approach, their weapons still aimed at Alpha. I didn’t take my eyes off of him.
“You uuuuuused me,” I said when I felt Dr. Strong appear at my side.
“You did well. You’ve proved my point. You are his obsession.”
I glared up at Dr. Strong. “I won’t lllllllet you use me to hurt him.”
“You don’t have a choice,” Dr. Strong stated. “Take her to her quarters. I want guards on her door at all times. She doesn’t leave that room unless it is a direct order from me.”
I didn’t fight as the green fatigue guards took my arms and led me out.
“Morgan,” Dr. Strong called out to me.
I stopped, but I didn’t turn to him.
“I’ll do all that I can to keep you safe, but you have to trust me.”
I didn’t respond. Today, I found out who my real enemy is, and I also found out who’s my new ally.
I followed the guards out of the room and back to the elevators. The entire time my mind was on Alpha.