Listen, You Are Mine

She Killed Him

Mercil Industries was engaged in illegal crossbreeding of human and animal DNA, making them stronger than ordinary people and even changing their appearance.

During the period of testing the capabilities of the created people, several assistants and doctors were killed by the test subjects. Ellie silently rejoiced when she heard such news because she hated everyone who worked inside the secret facility and conducted illegal experiments.

Mercil Industries was a pharmaceutical research and Development Company that did everything that made it money. Ellie watched Prisoner 416 cautiously, her eyes moving over his naked body.

His back went up and down as he breathed, but he didn't move anymore, just blinked. Ellie noticed a red mark on his side. Since his arms were outstretched x, she could see it clearly. Ellie hesitated. He could have killed her if he had broken the chains.

He is worthy of salvation. Ellie mentally repeated this several times as she moved inch by inch towards the test subject. By agreeing to go undercover, she already put her life in danger, realizing the real possibility that she might not survive. Lives were often sacrificed in the name of science. This company only cared about money. She needed to be stopped.

"I won't hurt you," Ellie promised the test subject. She ran her hand over the mark and felt angry. Jacob jabbed the man quite hard with the needle to leave a coin-sized injury. Ellie's gaze moved to the face of room 416. "Did he dope?"

The man didn't answer, and Ellie didn't expect that from him. She knew that they could talk, she heard some of them swearing and threatening the staff while taking blood, but this prisoner never spoke to her. The times she went into his cage, he didn't even growl at her. He silently watched her approach, occasionally sniffing at her, but his dark brown eyes always registered her every movement.

Ellie swallowed again, noting that 416's skin was hot and wondering if he was sick. The man seemed to be in a fever. “Now everything will be fine. He is dead. And he can't hurt you anymore."

She removed her hand and slid her eyes over his body. Ellie shuddered at what Jacob had done to him. The man's butt was red from the blows Jacob had used to hit him on the buttocks, inner thighs, and back of the legs.

Ellie gritted her teeth. She couldn't prevent another of her fears. The blood found near the anus indicated that Jacob had done what she suggested. He used a club to r**e subject 416.

Ellie was furious again and cast a murderous look at the dead Jacob. His pants were still unbuttoned and she could see his flaccid member in the condom. Ellie didn't see any blood on him. That slight relief that she had arrived before Jacob had r***d his victim helped her a little. Subject 416 growled.

“Calm down,” she whispered. "You have blood. Let me take a look. I am a nurse." Ellie didn't bother going to the corner closet to get her gloves because she didn't know how much time she had. After a moment of hesitation, she swung her leg over the man's powerful, muscular thigh to get a better view, and looked down at his round, firm ass.

She gently touched her, spreading her buttocks far enough to check the damage done to the man, which, in her opinion, turned out to be minimal.

“I'm sorry he did this. It seems that he can no longer ..." Ellie trailed off. To say that Jacob wouldn't r**e him again or stick a needle deep in him sounded too horrific to take note of. Basically, this shouldn't have happened. "You'll be fine. “Physically, at least,” she added mentally and removed her hands from his ass.

From his parted hips, she crawled up along his body and bent down to look into the man's face. He watched her, and Ellie didn't miss the anger in his eyes. The man lifted his lips and bared sharp fangs. He snarled at her, a little louder than the soft growl earlier, but he didn't move.

Holy god, he has fangs. She was able to see sharp teeth from a closer distance. They were like a Wolf, or perhaps a vampire. Ellie thought that perhaps the fangs hinted at crossbreeding with some kind of wolf breed. This could explain the terrifying growl that originated in his throat, reminiscent of the growl of an angry wolf.

Ellie hesitated, afraid that he would bite her with his sharp teeth if she crawled closer. "Calm down," she repeated. “I won't harm you." Gazing into his eyes told Ellie a few things. The man's pupils were unusually large, and he seemed a little stunned. Obviously, Jacob still managed to pump him up with something, but Ellie had no idea what.

The huge test subject sprawled on the floor was probably unable to move. Otherwise, he would have fought when Jacob attacked him. He lay and did not move, only his eyes were open, and a growl came from parted lips. Ellie tried not to flinch at the sight of his sharp teeth.

"Did he do anything else to you?" Maybe he mentioned what drug he injected. The man stopped growling but said nothing. Ellie wondered if he could talk at all. The drug could prevent him from making any sounds other than throat noises.

Ellie knew she had to check him out completely, do it quickly, and think of a way out of the situation she had created by breaking into cell 416. Security cameras recorded her entering. She pulled out a metal spike anchored in the floor to free the arms of the man lying sprawled on the floor, and with a grunt rolled the huge test subject onto its back.

He was very tall and weighed at least two hundred and sixty pounds or so. She tried not to stare at his broad chest or pay attention to the fact that he wasn't wearing any clothes.