Douglas From Lab Rats Novels & Stories

"You don't get to badmouth me like that, I'm not the only one that has changed." "Not when your wife called complaining about the red lipstick on your shirt. You might wanna talk about why you're here. She did kick you out didn't she?" I chuckled, easing myself. Douglas was wearing a perfect expression of a clueless man, more like a bachelor, who would be me that he is mated with, I would believe, no one. My gaze fluttered to his hand as he rubbed his thumb across the hand of the omega wolf serving them. "I thought you said he has an interest in blond-haired, other colours and not black-haired."

Our chief of security assured me that breaking into our labs was next to impossible, but it didn't help dispose of the restlessness inside me. A few more days had passed, and we had another reason to celebrate. We cured our lab rats, and although none of them had a disease as problematic to treat as cancer, we could now officially declare that our method passed the second stage. We had our little party inside the laboratory right after reading the final test results. The next day, Callan took me on another date so we could celebrate my success—just the two of us.

They were free—truly free—after spending months as lab rats. Alpha Dante coughed up blood as he ran out of the lab. He stared down the street, and a mischievous glint passed through his eyes. “Stop! Don’t go, my pupils!!” He roared, his voice echoing down the street, but the kids didn’t answer him.

The burly deabru flew back like she Chuck Norrised him. The asphalt shifted beneath her feet and at a glance, it’d been broken down into dark gravel. Before she could think of what that meant, Voss started clapping. “And there we have one verified lab rat,” he said, tossing his cigarette. “Let’s see what else she can do.” With a wave of his hand, the woman rushed Dannie next.

I never saw a man before that was bigger than Ares. “Close your mouth, Jamie,” Carson whispered. I hadn’t ever realized I parted my lips, but I quickly closed them. “Ares, Carson, it has been a long time. Thank you for inviting me. I’m in desperate need of some release,” Douglas said with a heavy laugh leaving his lips. Wait. What did he think was going to happen here? His eyes moved to me and my baby bump. “I see you found yourself a breeding wolf,” he said with a smirk.

She used the hand that she wore the red bracelet on. I clapped my hands, and the private detective brought in a white lab rat. I inserted that extra brain part into the white lab rat’s body. Then, I reset the bone of a patient. The white lab rat died. I had learned that Dahlia had spent a lot of money bidding on an item overseas. It was a closed bid, but the items at that auction were usually magical. It looked like she had bid for that brain part to transfer pain. “She’s a fraud for lying and harming our people with a foreign object!”

He’s been shirtless ever since, almost like he’s daring people to look at his mark; he’s been showing it off and preening like a proud wolf showing off his slick fur. “I had no idea the bunker was doing such experiments – cloning, DNA manipulation; hell, they were even trying to grow pups out of the womb. I’ve never been so disgusted with my species before.” Desmond’s words are drowned out by a low beeping. I don’t recognise it at first but as it gets increasingly louder, I realise what it is.

"Damn, you really are in a bad mood." "Of course I am, why wouldn't I be? The best scientific laboratory in the U.S is working with pussies who can't seem to capture lab experiments for them! No, they all go there and get killed! Not even a spine to their back! Balls so tiny it's almost non-existent!" The whore stirred at the outburst, wiggled her naked butt a little before settling back to sleep.

That's because I was asleep from the shots Jeremy has been giving to me. But my wonderful doctor always told me that Diego came to see me. He even showed me a footage as a prove, so I won't feel upset. That made me happy. But on this day, I was lucky to meet my Alpha. Not face to face, but from a distance. I was taking a stroll around the lab when I saw Diego and Arnold at the lab room with Jeremy. He came to find out about the progress of the drug so far. "Still working on it, Alpha. I've already carried out a few tests with three of the bottles. The results on our lab rats aren't giving that much except for one," Jeremy reported, showing both Diego and Arnold a video of those two ladies in

Elon's pov I watched Douglas smile, light flickering across his face like a cold ripple across a lake. It was the kind of smile that didn’t come out unless it wanted something. Douglas lifted a brow, slow and almost amused. “I like to do lots of things for fun.” His gaze drifted taking in the crowd, the music, the soft clink of crystal glasses, before letting his eyes land back on me. Or rather, on Julian Hartford. On the man I was pretending to be.