The Wolf In Me

Chapter 31 Subject 40

Part 1 Successful experiment

Lylah's POV

"Lylah, Lylah, hey," Melody said, waking me up into consciousness. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Ah, my head. Where am I?" I asked with a wobbly voice, bringing my hand upon my forehead.

I realised I was on the cold floor, just before the stairs. My vision was getting stable again and that is when I recalled the moment I fell.

"Ugh, I'm sorry for scaring you. I need to go check out my arm. It hurts," I muttered, trying to gather myself up.

Melody helped me stand on my feet and walked me to the hospital. Thanks to the brilliant architect for making it connected to the main packhouse, it took a few minutes for me to arrive.

"Oh, for the love of Goddess, what happened to you this time?" The doctor said, turning around to close the door with my record file in her arms.

"I think I heard a cracking sound coming from my arm. It must be broken."

"Well, let's see," she said examining my arm.

"And your skin?"

"The wolf that attacked the packhouse came from behind me and scratched at me," I said, lifting my shirt with the healthy arm.

Melody was quietly listening to our conversation and I noticed her staring at nothing like she was in deep thought. The doctor patched me up, sanitized my wounds, corrected my broken arm tightening it

up with plaster for me, then left Melody and me alone for a while.

"What are you thinking Melly?" I asked, watching her intently.

"I think," she started, then stopped for a moment before continuing the sentence, "we can use our magic to work our way into the scientist's building. I am sure it will help confirm a lot of stuff we still need to find out."

"Well, then you should go discuss it with the alpha, see what he thinks."

"Where is Nelly? I need her in this too. She is the only one that can make this happen, her being the only one that is not pregnant or injured. These scientists managed to injure the strongest of us, have you noticed? Like they know each and everyone who lives within these walls!" She took a few steps towards me and held my arms.

"This plan is going to be a good one!" She continued, now kissing my forehead, "I will be back!"

Watching her run out of the door I chuckled, thinking how energetic she gets whenever she has a plan in mind. I sighed, turning my gaze at the television that was on wolfpack news.

Nelly's POV

"It's now you and I crazy she-wolf. Tell me, why have you come here?" I asked, looking into her eyes as she was being treated behind bars.

She just stared at me in silence, looking traumatised, eyes dilated and her skin all pale.

"Here, wear these," I said throwing her one of my t-shirts and trousers as soon as the doctors left us.

She stared at the clothes on the floor for a moment, then looked me in the eyes, looking upset.

"What now? Don't tell me you don't feel the need to wear anything! Can you even understand me?" I asked, noticing how confused she was looking at me.

She tried to open her mouth but all I heard was gibberish talk. She shook her head at me, thinking I can understand, but then stopped as she watched me raise my brows.

"What's wrong with you?" I frowned, thinking she was making fun of me.

She fell on the floor all in tears, feeling upset and that is when I realised what the problem was. Being behind bars was not what was making her feel that way. I realised she was a product being used by Dr Write and I felt pity for her. She was not taught how to speak, or how to do her daily needs. Wearing clothes was not in her instinct, but she was created as a weapon. They made her be used, not to feel loved.

I wondered if she managed to come here in her own free will.

"Did you escape from the science lab?" I asked though I knew she wouldn't understand.

She looked at me with disorientation, with her back facing the mirror that was placed on the floor, resting against the wall. That is where I realised she had a tattoo with the number forty at the top left side near the shoulder line.

"Forty," I muttered, reading it.

Instantly she stood up and gaped at me like she was ready for a command. She responded in a way like there was something familiar for her like that is how she was known.

"Dress," I said, pointing at the clothes once more.

I tucked at my shirt and trousers, to show her what I mean, trying to do my best from my end. It only took me five minutes to notice a dozen of things from her and I knew I needed to let the alpha know so

that he can determine what we can do about the situation, and fast.

The enchantress's POV

"I don't understand. This is absurd! Who would do such a thing?" I questioned in whispers as I paced in a circular motion in the alpha's office.

"There was a reason for taking your kidney and surely, scientists like them think they are invincible. They think they have control of every kind of nature, including genetically modifying and doing replicas of the same genetics. These are modern scientists and they are as dangerous as the devil these days."

Luka was on his desk chair with his left hand scratching at his beard gaping at me with a frowning expression, deep into thinking. I listened as he spoke of genetic mutations and science which made me feel dazed at the thought of it all. I didn't dare sit throughout all the conversation, feeling like I was suffocating.

"Back at the forest, there were more replicas of you enchantress. Most of the pack have informed me of it, knowing we could get more knowledge out of the situation. They all seemed to have died a tragic death and a few are to be believed that they had organs taken from them, before being dumped away. I am sure they have to do with Biorn and the main culprit of it all. They all looked just like you it seems like."

I stopped walking and from looking at the floor, my eyes turned to face the alpha. It was just like a staring contest between us for a moment as I tried to grasp the thought of having more than just one of me whilst getting busy fidgeting with my lower lip.

"When I paid a visit to that scientist's brain That is exactly what I saw. A bunch of replicas of my self being dumped into the waste. My question is what are they for? That I cannot understand. And, why me, my face?"

Luka shrugs his shoulders as he started to tap on the desk with his left index finger, making noises. Looking out of the window at the now blue sky I started to think of a plan to get myself into that science laboratory.

"I can go in there instead of that doppelganger of mine, the she-wolf and try to see what they are doing."

"This is the worst idea I heard so far enchantress! I will never allow anyone that is protected under my roof to do such sacrifice!"

"This is our only chance at barging in sir. We need to know. What the prisoners can give us is just a taste of what we can know, but if we make our way in we can see more in-depth. Don't worry. I can protect myself. My wound is doing quite well finally."

The alpha growled, standing up from his chair as his eyes turned red. He surely wanted to let me know that he disagrees, but I knew there was no other way, and that he knew it too. I moved backwards thinking he was going to lose control of himself, but as he sensed my fear, he quickly calmed down apologising.

"Give me two days with the prisoner's enchantress. If I don't get enough from them, we go to plan B. How does that sound?"

With a nod, the conversation was over and it was time for me to take my meds before I start feeling the pain from my wound again. Whilst making my way to the kitchen to get some water I bumped into Melody as she was running.

"Mel, are you ok?" I asked, looking behind her, thinking she was running from someone.

"Mum, I'm fine. It's just I finally found a good plan to get to Dr Paul Write. This science lab must be brought down immediately!"