Alpha King’s Mate
Chapter 45

My mates only comfort seemed to be the mirror and her wolf between the hours of sleeping and waking, torture and experiments, and all the vile things they subjected her to.

Men in lab coats watched her and injected different things in her that would make her sick or make her scream in pain.

I pull the disk out, my hands shaking as I pick another at random before popping it into the disk drive. The new one she was 13. It shows her talking again to the mirror, only this time the experiments got worse, the things of nightmare only her wolf would take over and fight back. She would shift attacking those who entered, with a rage like no other.

She even k****d a few people that worked here before the room would fog up with smoke and I realized what the vents were for, wolfsbane. Once she was out they would strap her tables and do horrendous things to her.

Taking skin, fingers, injuring her while people stood around watching and taking notes or commenting on what they were observing, like they weren’t watching someone be tortured.

“I can’t watch anymore; we shouldn’t watch anymore,” Zane says.

“Then go,” I tell him. My anger rose with each passing second the more I watched. Zane eventually leaves and I pop a new one in. I don’t know how many hours I was sitting there watching the screen, but I couldn’t stop, I knew I wouldn’t till I watched every single one.

Brax whimpered continuously and I think my burning rage b****d the stuff out of my system faster.

I was watching another when this time she was 15. I watch as the door opens, and my mate looks up from her spot on the floor. “46,” The woman says.

This was a different woman, and I recognized this woman. I remembered seeing her picture at Lily’s house once when I was a boy helping her clean out the basement.

She had finally convinced Damien to throw everything out that he stored from his past. I remember seeing it in one of the boxes and asking Lily about who it was.

“That’s Estella, Damien’s mother,” she said with disgust before ripping it to pieces and placing it in the bin. Looking at the video it was her. It was definitely Estella, Damian’s mother.

My mate doesn’t seem to be too worried about her, almost comfortable with her.

“I have a surprise for you, they said you could see him if you let me do just one little experiment,” Estella tells her.

“They did, what do I have to do?” my mate asks nervously but I could also see a pinch of excitement at the woman’s words.

“I just need you to lay down on the bed, ” she says. My mate seems confused but does as she asks laying down.

“Will it hurt?” My mate asks and Estella shakes her head.

“No, it’s a gift from your mate,” she says. Another woman walks in with a triangle-shaped pillow and a sheet.

My mate growls at the new woman who glares back at her.

“Don’t worry about her, lift your bum up for me and take off your pants” Estella tells her.

“My pants?” She asks.

“Yes, you need to remove them. I know it’s a little strange, but I promise I will be gentle, you want to see him don’t you?” Estella asks her.

My mate hesitantly does what she asks, removing her pants and Estella places the pillow under her bum making her lay awkwardly on the bed.

“You promise I will get to see him?” She asks and Estella nods.

“Yes, but you have to stay very still and lay on your back for an hour. You do that for me, and I will let you see him,” she says. Estella drapes a blanket over her before pushing her knees up.

The other woman leaves before returning with some long string with what looked like a balloon attached to the end. That’s when I realized what they were doing. This is how she got pregnant. When they were done Estella told her to remain still and not move.

My mate does what she is told, twiddling her fingers looking at the ceiling. I skipped the recording for an hour wanting to know who her mate was.

I noticed she never left the cell in any of the videos when they experimented. They always brought everything to her; she never left the cell.

I waited for this mystery mate to enter, only he didn’t. Instead, I see the mirror flicker before turning clear like glass. My mate jumps up excitedly and Estella walks in with what looks like a hand radio handing it to her.

“You were very good 46, here is your reward,” Estella tells her. My mate takes it excitedly when I see a man on the other side of the glass walk over to her and sit on the floor. A radio in his hand I watched as they talked only it was mainly her wolf talking to him.

They talked for a few hours before I couldn’t watch anymore, I thought she actually had contact with this mate, yet they never physically touched, it was all through glass. I put another one in, and it was labeled 46/patient zero.

I watched as my mate labored, screaming and crying not understanding what was going on, not understanding what the huge swelling bump attached to her was actually a baby. All she understood was that she was in pain.

Estella told her it was a gift from her mate. Yet all she did was scream while Estella told her to breathe and offered her no other relief.

I was horrified she was just a child, a child having a child. I skipped a few hours only to stop again, she is still in labor. This time she was begging them to k**l her and banging on the glass.

A woman walks in after a few minutes of me watching her scream and beg to make the pain stop. The woman walks in with a cattle prod electrocuting her telling her to stop whining and banging on the glass before suddenly loud music comes on, so loud my mates dropped to the ground in fetal position screaming through her pain while covering her ears from the loud music.