chapter 30. MENA'S HELL. WOLFE'S FURY. CRONUS'S MOVE.

Cronus stopped in front of her and crouched down. Claws were unsheathed from his fingers, and he ripped her clothes off in one swift move.

"Leave me alone," Ismena cried out. Her hands grabbed hold of her gown, holding it to her body to keep the garment from sliding to the ground.

"We can do this the easy way, or we can do it the hard way, female. I don't mind the hard way," he smirked, "I love me some claws. I'll take so much pleasure in declawing you. "

He reached for her hands. Ismena panicked and bit his arm so hard that she drew blood. Cronus hissed and slapped her hard across the face.

Ismena saw stars. Her ears rang, and tears overfilled her eyes, spilling down her cheeks.

He gripped her cheeks, forcing her to meet his eyes, "You are gonna be a good girl, or I will really roughen you up, human."

"I don't want your disgusting hands on me!" She screamed to his face, the pain from his slap reverberating in her body.

"You make it sound like you have a choice," he smirked again, squeezing her jaw so hard that she cried out in agony before he let go of it. He nodded in satisfaction when her pale skin wore his fingerprints on her face.

Ismena began crying earnestly as he shoved her hands out of the way and ripped the rest of her clothes away from her body except for her panties. Her gown in tatters beside her. She was filled with the need to fight this wicked man away from her, but at the same time, her sense of fear and survival was screaming at her to stay still and let this man have his way if it meant he'd not kill her .

Oh, God. Oh, God, I'm so scared.

"Damn, you really are a dream," The evil man breathed lustfully, his eyes devouring her breasts greedily, "Wolfaraine, that lucky bastard."

He must be a changeling, too if he knows Wolfaraine. "He will kill you for this."

"He'll have to be alive to do that." Cronus palmed her sore breasts and squeezed hard, making her cry out again in pain. "When he comes for you-and he will-he will die."

"Why are you doing this!?" She cried.

"That's for me to know and for you to keep guessing. Now, shut up your mouth, or you will pay for it." He commanded, reaching for her panties.

Ismena broke. She began pleading with him.

Her pleas did not stop him. Instead he was laughing at her as he snapped her panties away from her waist, leaving her naked to his evil, lustful eyes.

"Oh Jesus...," she curled into a ball to shield herself. Everywhere he has touched her burns like his touch lights fire on her skin-not a good fire but an excruciatingly painful fire.

He made it worse by running his sneaky hands up and down her back then, he gripped her ass. Ismena screamed in sheer suffering, twisting her body to escape him.

He forced her to lay on her belly, his body caging her from behind. She didn't know when he undressed, but when she felt his naked cock pressed against her ass, Ismena forgot everything about his instructions not to fight him. She went wild against him, kicking and screaming.

"Stop touching me, you monster, stop touching me!!" She screamed, fighting him with everything in her.

But all her attempts were futile. She couldn't move him. He simply waited her out, laughing and mocking her until she exhausted her strength completely and her body went limp against his.

She lay there drowning in her own tears.

"Are you done?" He snarled on top of her. His hand went to her hair, gripped tight, and tugged hard, snapping her head back. "There is no getting away from this, honey." He stated to her ears.

"No, no, no, please no, oh God, please, no," she cried when his thighs forced her legs open, and she felt him prodding her entrance.

All of a sudden, the weight was lifted off her back. One moment, the man's body was pressing her to the ground, and the next, he was in a heap across the room-the cage.

Ismena scrambled up from the ground and crawled away from that spot. She has to get away from this!

But when she hit a wall with nowhere else to go, she curled her body into a ball and hugged her knee, crying and rocking herself.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Werewolf!?" Onaries snapped, glaring at the naked werewolf Alpha he'd pulled away from the woman.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Onaries!?" Cronus roared, vibrating with fury at being interrupted. He rose from the ground and matched towards the Elephant Alpha.

Onaries stood his ground, "I told you not to touch her. When will you get it into your thick skull that you are not to have sex with this human!?"

"I will do whatever the hell I want to, and you cannot stop me," Cronus got into his face threateningly, "If you ever try that again, I will kill you. Do you hear me, Elephant?"

Onaries was unfazed, "You can only try."

"What the hell is going on here?" Dr. Beloca's voice came through. They turned to watch the doctor enter through the door. "What is all this chaos about?"

"This prick here is ruining the fun. That's what the problem is," Cronus stated vehemently.

Beloca looked around. It only took him a few seconds to understand what was going on. He smiled, "I see. Allow the man have some fun, Anaconda. It's not his fault that the girl is too beautiful."

"We don't have the time he is wasting." Onaries snapped impatiently. "That woman is someone's claimed mate, so his touch will only succeed in putting her through excruciating pain. He is not her mate. Her body is fighting his touch. While I don't care about that, it jeopardizes our plans because you will not be able to inject her until her body calms down again. If you go ahead to inject her, she will die."

"That's ridiculous. How can sex with another man do that to a woman?" Beloca snorted derisively. "Besides he might be able to get her pregnant."

"It is impossible for him to get her pregnant." Onaries rolled his eyes, "And to answer your question, it's because she is a claimed mate."

Cronus understood his point, but it did not make him any less mad. "Only if she is a claimed mate. I don't smell any mating ritual on her. He hasn't mated her for life!"

"We are talking about a woman who has been through the Crave Shock, even though there was no mating ritual. Are you really going to risk it!?"

"Crave Shock?" Cronus was taken aback.

Onaries waved his hand dismissively, "I think it's because they are highly compatible. Anyway, it'll be best if you keep it in your pants, Werewolf. I wouldn't want to waste up to a week here all because you raped the female, and we have to wait for her body to calm enough to pump her full of drugs without the chances of her dying before their experiment even began."

"If what he says is true, then I stand with Anaconda," Beloca spoke up again, "I don't want my test subject dying before we can get a child out of her. If you want a woman, there are lots of them outside the walls of this lab."

With two people against him now, Cronus picked up his clothes and stomped out of the cage.

"Since we can't have fun, why wait a few days then? I think we should call Wolfaraine here and get this over with, so I can be on my way! After all, if they are as compatible as the psycho is saying, we don't need to pump her full of drugs for him to get her pregnant." He snarled.

Onaries followed him out, stopping to lock the cage behind him, "The humans don't understand that. I think we should follow the plan."

"I say, screw the plan! I will place the call to the Alpha King any chance I get!" Cronus raged, slamming the door as he walked past it.

"Don't ever do anything to jeopardize the plan..." Onaries was saying as he followed him out of the door. Their arguing voices went on and on until they faded.

Alone, Beloca shook his head dramatically. Animals will always be animals. So uncivilized.

From the top of the stairs, he looked down at the beautiful, naked woman who was crying and rocking herself back and forth. The woman made him hard, but after hearing what Anaconda had to say about that, he could control himself. He was a doctor before he was a man.

She is his test subject. God, he cannot wait to try out all through new drugs he developed over the years on her. He turned and followed the door those two had just walked out of.

Time to get his drugs ready.

Wolfaraine stood at the edge of a cliff where the search for Ismena had brought him to. It's a warzone inside him, with the man and the beasts so restless, desperate, and devastated.

Where are you, Ismena?

Please be alive.

Both his palms were bleeding; he'd dug his claws in repeatedly to hold himself together. At this point, he was a flicker away from losing his sanity.

The worse part of it all is the dark and the fear. Being in the dark, not knowing what has happened to her. The fear that something horrible has happened to her already.

His eyes watered. Again he blinked furiously until the liquid went back to where it came from.

"Someone wants to see you, Alpha King."

He swerved towards Degar's voice.

The leopard Alpha was standing with a female. Flaora.

"I do not have time for-" Wolfaraine began.

"Please Alpha King. I think you will like to hear what the female has to say." Degar pleaded.

Flaora stepped forward nervously, "In the afternoon, I saw a m-male with an unconscious female hanging off his shoulder. They were too far away from me, so I couldn't make out who they were." she swallowed tightly, "I thought they were mated couples playing around, so I didn't think much of it until I heard about Alpha Onaries and the missing Rahinna."

The girl now has all his attention: "Where were they headed?" He asked urgently.

"The W-Wild Forest, Alpha King."

"The border. He was taking her to the human world," His head was working with the new information, "If he was taking her to the human world, then he intended to kidnap her, not kill her like his other victims. Why would he kidnap her?"

"I think he wants to use her as bait to get to you," Alphose said, coming up to stand beside Degar.

"I think so too." Degar seconded.

"I don't think that's the only reason, though. Naturiah is a huge world. He can easily hide out in any cage and do whatever he plans to do. So why take her to the human world?" Adanel asked thoughtfully.

"Unless there are people who want her alive. Humans." Wolfaraine added.

"The Facility."

All of them turned to look at Adanel as he said those words. Their eyes held horror at what he was implying, but it made sense the more they thought about it.

"Think about it," Adanel continued, "He could have just killed her if he wanted her dead, but he kidnapped her and took her away. He could have taken any other female from here, but he chose her. That means The Facility is involved, and they want you...Number 6. All this is a trap to get you."

Not The Facility!

The wolf roared inside him in sheer denial, and prowling to the fury, and the cougar snarled. Wolfaraine threw his head back and roared to the sky in agony.

His woman is in the hands of those monsters. They will pump her full of drugs that will cripple her mind and torture her entire body. They will breed her to man after man until she is in the very blink of death, yet they will not be merciful to allow her to die.

The tears he has been fighting since he got the news of her disappearance escaped then. Wolfaraine stood, staring at his Alphas with green, blue, and amber eyes filled with tears, "A fate worse than death itself. Those heartless monsters."

Degar quickly dismissed Flaora, knowing that Wolfaraine would not like to be seen in a such vulnerable state. The three Alphas stood helplessly, watching their strong Alpha King break down in tears. The sight broke their heart.

"We will find her," Alphose offered encouragingly.

Wolfaraine shook his head miserably. "She has been through that before. She barely made it out alive. It killed the little girl she was. She should never have to go through that ever again. I will kill them. All of them.

"We will kill them." Degar corrected, fury in his eyes, "It's better we figured out what has happened to her. It will help us make the necessary preparations-"

Wolfaraine shook his head firmly. "No amount of preparation will help us find her if you do not know where to begin searching. The human world is a big place, too Degar. We've been hunting for their laboratories for almost two decades now, but we still haven't been able to find all of them. They are so hidden that they can be anywhere, anywhere, and everywhere. We don't have the time it will take to search the whole damn world, dammit!"

Ismena has no idea how long has passed since that monster tried to force himself on her, but they've thrown her a sheer dress and a blanket and brought her food since then. If that...thing can be termed as food. She didn't touch it.

Her body hurt too much for her to feel the hunger for food. She'd cried until she couldn't anymore, now hiccup after hiccup raked her throat occasionally. Thankfully as time passed, the burn receded until it remained a sore ache.

Oh God, how long have I been here? How is Wolfaraine coping with my disappearance?

She was worried about him as much as she was worried about herself. She has no idea what these people are planning to do with her, but whatever it is it cannot be good. A whimper left her throat when cramps set in on her legs because she has been in the same position for a long time.

Ismena uncurled herself from the floor, drawing the blanket over her body. Heavens, she was so cold... And hungry.

Her belly rumbled. She stared at the dirty-looking doughnuts in a rubber plate kept just outside her cage.

Gripping the blanket tightly, she crawled towards the bars, outstretched her hand towards the plate, and began pulling it closer to her till she was able to reach it enough to pick up the plate. But it dawned on her that the plate couldn't be squeezed through the bars, or the doughnuts would be a mess.

She stopped trying to bring the plate in. Instead she ate it that way. Tears filled her eyes as she ate. She wanted to be brave, but it was so hard to be when she's not seeing any escape from this place in her near future. Unless she dies.

"Please God, save me. I don't want to die..." She wept bitterly while forcing the nasty doughnuts down her throat.

Two hours later, Cronus was still fuming about what happened down the underground. He sat sullenly in one of the labs, glaring at the crack in the otherwise perfect color of the white wall of the room.

Impatience was killing him. He had been here for almost twenty-four hours, and his body was literally crawling with impatience. The worst part was that they won't allow him to have some fun.

He had been so excited about being included in the production of the drugs, the bullets that were made with the Sigillaria Leaves he handed in that he didn't really care much about their plans because he was sure of the end game; The death of Wolfaraine.

Damn he should have paid more attention when they were planning this shitty plan of theirs.

So, their plan is for him to stay like this for the next three days, bored out of his mind and lusting after a human female who he apparently can't have-one who might even die from the drugs she'll be injected with before the Alpha King gets her-doing nothing but waiting?

Over my dead body!

Cronus rose and matched out of the lab. He headed for the underground to one of the hidden rooms where they kept the disposable phones.

"What the fuck did you just do!?" Dr. Beloca roared as he stepped into the Secret Room. His body vibrated with anger as he stared at Cronus with stark horror on his face.

Cronus was unfazed, "I gave a little speed to this crawling car we're in."

"You called Number 6!? We were supposed to do that in the next three days!" The doctor shouted.

"A good waste of time, really. I figured that if I can't have fun, there's no point wasting time." He shrugged, "Don't worry doc, everything will still go according to the plan. I used the voice changer tool we got, so he does not know who it is. The signals were jammed, too. He didn't get an inkling about our location. I told him to meet at the safe house we planned to use for his ambush, and I warned him to come alone, or we would kill her. So, you see? Everything is still going according to plan. I just sped things up."

"What did he say?" Beloca asked through gritted teeth.

Cronus smirked, "He was spitting fire like I knew he would, but..." He shuddered visibly, "...he was very graphic about the way he was gonna kill me-well, the caller-when he finds us. He did agree to come alone though, after I told him that we would kill her if he didn't."

"How sure are you that he will come alone?"

"He is a male of his word, human. If he said he will, then he will. Anyway any other alpha he comes with will die. We got twenty-four bullets from the Sigillaria Leaves. They will die if they come." Cronus said with a triumphant grin. "Whatever way it goes, it's still in my favor."

Beloca took deep breaths to calm himself. The annoying man was right, it was still going according to plan. He just hated that the man went behind him.

The worst part was that he couldn't even punch the man because the man was twice his size and had thrice his strength.

"What about the female? There's not enough time to test out the drugs, the dosage, her capacity, and everything we need to get her pregnant?" He kept his voice cool.

Cronus waved him away, "We really don't need all that, but if It's gonna make you cry like a baby, you have at least five to six good hours before her mate comes. Do with her whatever you will."

"But-"

"Time's a-wasting, doc. Instead of preaching, you can go get started right now."

Beloca huffed angrily and stormed away.

Ismena was sleeping when she felt a hand waking her up. She stirred.

"She's awake now, doc." The unfamiliar voice sounded distant to her hazy mind.

"Inject her. Do two dosages. For now, let's see how she responds to them."

Inject? Dosage?

Before she could determine what was going on, she felt a sting in her arm. Just as fast as it began, another sting followed.

"What are you doing to me?" She asked, unable to keep the tremors from her voice.

"Give it a second, honey." Was the response she got.

What does he mean by-

Pain like she had never felt before tore through her entire body. Her belly felt like it was tearing apart.

Ismena threw her head back and screamed so loud at the excruciating agony.