All Chapters of MATED TO MY BULLIES : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

"Someone has to make it," Rick replies. "Someone has to have the courage to do what's necessary for progress." The elevator doors open. I step out and my breath catches. The space is massive. A cavern carved out of rock and reinforced with steel and concrete. It stretches at least a hundred yards in every direction. And it's full. Full of cells. Hundreds of them. Stacked three levels high along the walls. Each one contains an enhanced being. Some are wolves like me. Others are different. I see a man whose skin seems to shift colors like a chameleon. A woman floating an inch off her examination table. A child whose eyes glow bright gold. "Welcome to the heart of Project Apex," Rick says proudly. "Two hundred and seventeen subjects across forty-three distinct genetic variations. The largest collection of enhanced beings ever assembled." I can't speak. The scale of it is overwhelming. Rick leads me along a walkway that cuts through the center of the cavern. Scientists move betw

"I'm going to use you to save humanity," Rick corrects. "Your DNA contains the blueprints for abilities humans have dreamed of for millennia. Superhuman strength. Accelerated healing. Enhanced senses. All encoded in your genes. Genes we created. Genes we own. And now we're going to extract them, refine them, and give them to people who will actually appreciate what they have." His face hardens. "Unlike you. Unlike every enhanced wolf who's ever fought against their purpose. Who've tried to escape. Who've wasted their abilities on petty territorial conflicts and pack politics. You were given gifts and you squandered them. So we're taking them back." The Augments have stopped their training. All six are standing in formation now, watching us with those empty eyes. Waiting for orders. "They're ready for deployment," Rick says. "The military has already approved the first mission. A terrorist cell in Eastern Europe that's been evading capture for years. We'll send these six. No ba

Elena's roar becomes a shriek of pure agony. Her body thrashes so violently the operating table itself starts to shake. Metal groans. Bolts strain. And then, impossibly, her transformation stabilizes. The random mutations stop spreading. Her body settles into a new form. Not quite human. Not quite a wolf. Not quite anything I've ever seen. She's a horrifying fusion of species, covered in fur and scales and armor plating, with limbs that look like they belong to different creatures entirely. But she's conscious. Those reptilian eyes are clear and focused. Fixed on Rick with hatred that burns like acid. "Incredible," Rick whispers. "She's adapted. Her healing factor restructured her entire genetic code to accommodate the destabilization. She's not dying. She's evolving." Elena's mouth opens. Fangs glisten. When she speaks, her voice is layered. Multiple vocal cords working simultaneously. "You... should have... killed me... when you... had the chance." "Why would I do that?" Rick

Maya's POV Dr. Chen's expression hardens. "Because Project Apex took my daughter three years ago. Told me she was being moved to a better facility. Better care for her enhancement. I believed them." Her voice cracks. "They harvested her two weeks later. Send me her ashes and a thank you note for my cooperation in advancing science." The hatred in her voice is palpable. Personal. The kind of hatred that can only come from betrayal by people you trusted. "I'm sorry," I whisper. "Save your sympathy," Dr. Chen says. "And use it to burn this place to the ground." Nathan helps me sit up. The world spins but I force myself to stay upright. "What's the plan? You said Seraphina is attacking. When? How?" "Tonight," Nathan says. "At midnight. She's gathered everyone who wasn't captured. About sixty wolves. Not nearly enough to take on Project Apex's security normally. But if we can create chaos from inside, disrupt their systems, disable the neural dampeners..." He trails off. "We'

POV: Nathan The security feed flickered on my stolen tablet, showing rows of metal morgue drawers in grainy black and white. I'd been watching it for the past three hours, waiting for something that should have happened hours ago. Maya should have woken up. The serum I gave her was designed for exactly three minutes of death. Long enough to reset the neural implant, short enough to prevent brain damage. Three minutes had passed six hours ago. I slammed my fist against the wall of the maintenance tunnel where I'd hidden myself. This wasn't supposed to happen. The serum had worked in every test, on every subject. Three minutes, then revival. Always three minutes. Something had gone catastrophically wrong. My hands shook as I pulled up the morgue's biometric scanners. Maya's body had been processed and stored in drawer 7B. Temperature: 2 degrees Celsius. Heart rate: zero. Brain activity: zero. Time of death: officially declared at 9:47 PM. She was dead. Actually, permanently dead