Alpha's mate is a male?!?-Chapter 152: Marsel’s sacrifice!

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Chapter 152: Marsel’s sacrifice!

Flashback:

Marsel had gripped the steering wheel tightly, his fingers drumming against the worn leather as unease coiled in his gut.

It had been too long.

Kieran, Rika, and Max should have been back by now.

He had timed this down to the second, if everything had gone as planned, they would have slipped in and out already.

He exhaled slowly, his sharp gaze locked on the facility ahead. Its harsh white exterior gleamed under the artificial lights, casting long, eerie shadows against the darkened lot.

He suddenly heard Kieran explain something through the earpiece about why they are late.

That’s when he knew things were not going as planned-- deliver Blake before Adele and her husband are back.

A flicker of movement caught his eye near the tinted windows of the entrance. His stomach tightened. No more waiting. He opened the door of the car as he tried to reach Kieran through the earpiece.

His earpiece crackled softly, and he tapped it.

"Kieran?" he murmured, voice low.

Static.

"Listen, If you get the slightest chance, leave the place. I’ll find my way out, I’ll follow later."

His mind worked fast. If he barged in recklessly, they’d tighten security and make it impossible for the others to escape.

No, he had to make sure they saw him as the bigger threat, something that demanded all their attention.

And that meant putting on a show.

His heart pounded steadily as he finally stepped out, by opening the door earlier, he had already created attention.

His boots crunched softly against the gravel. He adjusted his coat, shoving his hands into his pockets as if he were just another man walking without a care in the world.

But his mind was racing.

If he did this right, Kieran and the others would have an opening.

He walked along the edge of the lot, his steps slow and deliberate. The security cameras would pick him up soon, and he needed to make it look like he was trying to sneak in.

Not too obviously, just enough to make them suspicious.

And then, right on cue...

"Hey!"

A sharp voice cut through the night air.

Marsel turned his head slightly, spotting two guards patrolling near the side entrance.

One of them had a hand resting on his holster. The other had already started moving toward him.

Perfect.

Marsel tensed his muscles, just enough to sell the act, then took a step back.

That was all it took.

The guards rushed forward, their radios crackling to life as they called for backup.

"Stop right there!" one of them barked.

Marsel spun on his heel, breaking into a run, just enough to make them chase him. He ducked behind a row of parked cars, making sure to keep his movements calculated, never going too fast.

If he wanted to escape, he could have.

But that wasn’t the goal.

Time to make this look real.

Marsel turned sharply and lunged toward the nearest one, grabbing his wrist before the man could draw his weapon.

He twisted just enough to send the guard stumbling, his radio clattering to the ground.

"Shit! Get him down!"

The second guard charged. Marsel sidestepped, his movements fluid and precise.

He could have knocked them both out in seconds, he knew that. But that would defeat the purpose.

More footsteps pounded against the pavement.

Good. The more attention he drew, the less they focused on Kieran’s group.

He let the next guard grab his arm, faking a struggle as he shoved the man off. A solid punch landed against his side, but he barely felt it.

"Come on," he muttered under his breath. "A little more..."

Then, before he could react, a sharp, searing pain exploded against his ribs.

Electricity crackled through his body, locking his muscles as a violent tremor seized him.

Tased.

His vision blurred as his knees buckled. His mind screamed at his body to move, but he was trapped in a prison of his own nerves, his limbs useless as he collapsed onto the cold pavement.

A boot pressed against his back, forcing him down.

"Who the hell is this guy?" one of the guards muttered.

"Of course he was trying to sneak in, definitely curious about the place," another answered.

Strong hands gripped his arms, yanking them behind him.

A zip-tie bit into his wrists, too tight, cutting off circulation. He barely registered the pain through the lingering shock.

His muscles twitched involuntarily, and his breath came in sharp, ragged gasps.

But through the haze, he forced himself to focus.

Because he had done what he set out to do.

He had given Kieran, Max, and Rika their chance.

Now, it was up to them. And him to leave the place.

After Adele was informed about the intruder, she took action immediately.

Her heels clicked against the polished white floors as she stormed down the dimly lit corridor.

The emergency lights cast eerie shadows on the walls, their glow reflecting off the sleek metal doors lining either side of the hall.

The news of an intruder had sent a jolt of fury through her. No one, unless verified to- is supposed to know what happens here. freёnovelkiss.com

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This facility wasn’t just a research lab- it was the culmination of years of work, of careful deception, of pushing the boundaries of science past the limits of morality.

...Adele had always been fascinated by the concept of creation. From a young age, she was drawn to the idea that life could be altered, enhanced, perfected.

Experimentation wasn’t just a profession; it was in her blood. She had spent years studying gene modification, fascinated by the possibility of shaping human potential.

And when she met Richard Crawford, a man equally ambitious but bound by a rigid sense of practicality, she knew she could convince him.

She had made him see the opportunity in it, the power.

Together, they built this facility, hidden away from prying eyes, a place where boundaries didn’t exist.

Genetic modification, at its core, was the process of altering DNA to change biological traits.

The applications were endless, but Adele’s vision was far beyond anything the world had seen.

She convinced Richard that this wasn’t just about science; it was about control.

Their research focus on- Enhancing the human body,, Strength, endurance, heightened reflexes. Soldiers with perfect genetic advantages, immune to disease and fatigue.

Accelerated healing, Wounds that closed in minutes, organs that regenerated, bodies that repaired themselves under any conditions.

Cognitive manipulation, Intelligence which boosts, resistance to fear, and even behavioral conditioning to ensure loyalty.

Their process involve several classified techniques, Direct DNA Editing – Using a modified forms to alter genetic structures at the embryonic level.

Where by they inject patients with engineered viruses that rewrite their genetic code over time.

But it was never perfect. Not every subject survive.

Adele knew from the start that their work had to remain hidden. If the government found out, if the media caught wind of the experiments... they would be ruined.

This isn’t just illegal- it is dangerous.

So they created layers of secrecy:

The facility operates under the cover of a high-end medical research center, offering experimental treatments for the wealthy.

Scientists are carefully selected, monitored, and silenced if they ever question orders.

Failed experiments, those who don’t survive the genetic modifications are disposed of quietly.

Some are labeled as medical losses, while others simply disappeared.