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The Glass Cage
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2026-07-09 16:04:42The transition from the chaos of the airport to the interior of the Royal Capital’s penthouse was not a journey; it was a kidnapping disguised as luxury.
I stood in the center of a living room that was larger than my entire apartment building, my hand resting protectively on Leo’s shoulder while Lyra stood stiffly by my side. The walls were made of floor-to-ceiling glass, offering a panoramic view of the glittering capital—a city that was now my gilded prison. "Everything you need has been provided," King Dominic’s voice boomed from the doorway. He was no longer the man who had just saved us on the tarmac. He was the Supreme King again—cold, distant, and formidable. "Food, clothes, security. You are not to leave this floor." "Security?" I asked, my voice steady despite the adrenaline still racing through my veins. I looked at the two massive guards stationed by the entrance. They didn't look like protectors; they looked like wardens. "Is that what we're calling them today?" Dominic stepped into the light. His golden-brown eyes narrowed, scanning me as if I were a complex equation he was failing to balance. "You are harboring an ancient power that is legally bound to the crown, Seraphina. You are the most dangerous asset in my empire, and you are currently carrying the only other living pieces of that asset." He walked closer, his presence forcing the air out of the room. He didn't come to comfort me; he came to command. "I have enemies in the Council who would see you gutted just to learn how your children manifest that silver fur," he said, his voice dropping to a gravelly whisper. "I am keeping you here to keep you alive. Do not mistake my protection for kindness." I didn't flinch. I had spent five years in the corporate towers of Apex Global; I knew how to look a predator in the eye and negotiate a contract. "If I am an asset, then I am a partner, not a prisoner. If you want to keep your empire from collapsing under the weight of the secrets I hold, you’ll treat me as such." Dominic’s jaw tightened. For a second, the cold mask slipped, and I saw a flash of raw, possessive intensity. He turned on his heel and walked toward the door, stopping only when his hand touched the handle. "Eat," he commanded without looking back. "We have a council meeting in the morning. Prepare to be audited by your own peers." As the heavy door hissed shut and the electronic locks clicked into place, I felt a heavy thrumming in the floorboards. I dropped to my knees, pressing my palm against the expensive marble. I could feel it—a faint, rhythmic vibration. It wasn't the building’s air conditioning. It was a frequency. "Mommy?" Leo tugged at my sleeve, his green eyes wide and wary. "Shh," I whispered, closing my eyes. I reached out with my senses, tapping into the power I had hidden for years. The vibration wasn't just noise; it was a transmission. My fingers traced the cold stone, and I realized with a sickening jolt that there were hidden devices embedded in the very structure of the walls. My heart hammered against my ribs. It wasn't just the King watching us. Click. The tiny speaker embedded in the decorative wall molding hummed to life, though it sounded like static. I froze, my breath catching in my throat as a voice, distorted and metallic, drifted through the room—a voice that didn't belong to the King. "Subject identified," the voice droned from the walls. "Prepare for initial extraction. The Silver Line will be harvested by dawn." I stood up, pulling the twins behind me. The glass walls of the penthouse suddenly tinted black, sealing us off from the city lights. We weren't just in a luxury suite; we were in a lab, and the experiments were scheduled to begin.
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