3 years later...ORCHIDArmored transport rumbles over a hill, and we see it for the first time - the quarantine wall. It twists the barren landscape like a ribbon of iron and rust.On this side of the wall is the so-called civilized world. Sure, it's no picnic, but for all its problems - overpopulation, rampant crime, pollution, depleted resources - there's nothing about what's on the other side of that ugly, metallic border.The quarantine zone. By all accounts, it's hell on earth. And that's exactly where we're going.I shudder to think of the dangers that await us beyond that wall - hideous, twisted mutants that rip a man limb from limb. Based on everything I've read, they'll do even worse things to any woman unfortunate enough to fall into their clutches.Sitting next to me in the middle row of the cramped vehicle is Sara, another young SynerGen research assistant like me. I don't know her very well, as she only recently joined the team after her predecessor Eva disappeared.When
"Levels?" Bishop grunts as he drives.A few miles away, the road was clogged with the rusting husks of cars left behind during the cataclysm, so Bishop steered us off the road. Now the vehicle is lurching over the uneven terrain, rocking me violently in my seat belt. I look over at Sara and she's gripping the rest of the armrest of her own seat tightly. Even with that niiloxin in her system, she's agitated as hell, and I don't blame her. I'm fine with her.Dr. Lucian, on the other hand, seems completely at ease. Though he's shivering and bouncing in the front seat, he manages to touch the glowing data panel display he's holding in his lap, scrolling through a variety of digital charts and graphs - information coming in from sensors mounted on the vehicle's roof."Looks like the levels are at... three-fifty," he calmly responds to Bishop. "We still need to go a little deeper."Bishop nods and presses the accelerator even harder.Three hundred and fifty. He must be talking about omega c
I look straight ahead again, and my heart is suddenly beating twice with a combination of fury and terror."What's going on? This was supposed to be a rescue mission! I yell. "You can't seriously consider trying to capture an alpha!"In the driver's seat, Bishop is checking the magazine and chamber of his gun. He ignores my outburst and shouts an order to his men in the backseat.Deakon. Chappel. Helmets. He turns to Dr. Lucian at her side. "You too, Doc.""Wait!" I yell again, trying to hide the tremor in my voice. "I'm not going there until you tell me what's going on! That's completely insane if you think—Dr. Lucian, helmet in hand, gives me another smile, but this time there's a hint of malice behind it."You have to understand," he says coldly. “These alphas are a valuable commodity, Orchid. Just think what we might learn if we were able to capture one and bring it back with us. ”My mouth is dry. My throat tightens, making it difficult to squeeze out the words. When I finally s
As if on cue, a strange gurgling sound comes from Sara's lips, followed by an inhuman moan. When I look at her, my stomach turns and, for the second time today, I find myself on the verge of throwing up.Sara's skin turned pale and unhealthy, full of dark, diseased veins. Her eyes grew dull and bleary, and a trickle of saliva hung from her chin."Sara!" I cry, but she doesn't seem to hear me.She has already become an irrational beta version.The Doctor. Lucian sticks his tongue behind his mask."Well, that's...disappointing," he mutters. “I was sure Sara exhibited all the appropriate characteristics for the omega mutation. Oh well, even I make mistakes sometimes. What a waste."Tears blur my vision as I pull away. To bring an innocent woman here into the zone and turn her into a zombie being like that is beyond evil. It is a fate worse than death. And everything that bastard Dr. Lucian has to say is that it's "disappointing".I steeled my nerves, hoping to fall into the same mindless
She is the most beautiful omega I have ever seen.She is fair-skinned with bright red hair and an incredibly curvy body, even for an omega. Her round breasts swell and heave with her rapid breathing. Her torso tapers down to a narrow waist, but shines again in her wide hips, which leads to thick, fleshy thighs.I want to delight in her. I want to taste every inch of your warm skin.But first I need to make it safe. Why is she chained like this? And why is she dressed in that weird thin fabric outfit covering her breasts and sex? The pristine whiteness of her clothes makes it clear that this woman is an outsider, beyond the great wall.That is a trap.But my dick doesn't care. My need for her is too great. I need to rip off her delicate clothes and claim her breasts with my mouth. I need to bury my face between those hot thighs and lick the hot spot oozing from her hole.And most of all, I need to plunge my hard cock into her wet depths and fill her womb with my seed.Another howl burs
I hate him for the way he's mocking me, but there's a part of me that agrees with him. Why should I care what happens to this Alpha? The creature certainly wouldn't have shown me any mercy if Deakon hadn't reassured it.Still, I can't deny that I feel a strange, primal bond.That the Alpha may not be human, but neither am I. I'm an omega now. An animal."What are we going to do with them?" Chappel nods toward me and Sara as he struggles to fit a heavy shackle around one of the Alpha's wrists. "We can't take them back with us. This is a beta, and the omega knows too much."I scream when the sudden bark of a pistol startles me. The sound echoes around the small valley and surrounding forest."That takes care of the beta," Deakon laughs grimly.Blue smoke billows from the barrel of the pistol in Deakon's hand. Dark blood oozes from Sara's body from the wound in her chest where he killed her. Your weight is limp in the chains.She is dead.I start to cry. Tears roll down my face. Even tho
The omega screams when I approach her. She presses against the stone wall again. There's nowhere for her to run. Hasker and I cornered her."Please," she begs. "Don't hurt me."But as I get closer, her shy demeanor turns defensive. Her lips curl back to reveal her teeth and she snarls. She squeezes the long chain in her tiny, delicate fists, as if she wants to threaten me with it like a weapon.I laugh, and even Hasker can't help but chuckle behind me."See," I tell him, not taking my eyes off the wild omega. "I said she's one of us."I move cautiously towards her, making no sudden movements that might startle her. I'm not afraid of the omega, of course. I could rip you limb from limb if that were the case. But at the same time, I'm not looking forward to feeling her bite.Not yet, at least. That will come later."We're not going to hurt him," Hasker growls as I hold her. So for me it adds. "Lay her on her back."In one swift movement, I grab the chain and pull her towards me so her b
Kadmon pats my ass, waking me from my daze. I stare into her pretty face.He and Hasker pass a few words in their thick accents that I can't make out. They are not making an effort to speak clearly for me and I am in no condition to concentrate. God, they pleasured me to death's door.Hasker rises with a grunt like a laborer from work and walks toward the cave entrance, his bulky body blocking out the sunlight, ducking the thick stalactites of the stone ceiling.I mutter and gurgle, my lips unable to form words. Kadmon gathers my naked, shivering body in his arms, and I curl against his hard muscles, soaking up his extraordinary body heat.The hard metal of his nipple ring rubs against me, giving me a sexy tingle.He mumbles things I don't understand, but the deep male purr in his voice soothes me. I feel happy and satiated. Completely realized and completely empty.When I move my ass, his iron-hard cock nudges me and he grunts. That massive member is still hidden under his primitive