Caged Beasts Novels & Stories

So much work! Then entered a few people carrying three big cages and I can see a monstrous human inside it. Gosh! They look like giants. They were shouting in rage from the cage. I have never seen any human looking this big. They got out of the cage and they all had collars on them. Looks like all three mafias have got their worst-looking beasts and the one that the Russians brought was just inhuman. Even his teeth and nails and everything looked like a killer.

They mixed teams into cats, bears, foxes, and wolves. Alpha Alec and I had been working tirelessly to ensure Whitehaven remained the sanctuary he intended it to be. We would always have a secure place to live and a stable home to raise our young. Those who lived in human communities had to remain hidden. It wasn't ideal. Not with the elite hunting them down. “Come, look at this!” Alpha Alec beckoned me to where he was standing at the opposite side of the laboratory beside the cryogenic chamber.

Ressi twisted his wrists, and the glass flowed like liquid, weaving together to form a reinforced dome over the creature. The beast slammed against the glass, its tungsten teeth leaving white streaks on the surface, but the cage held. But it was only one. Out of the darkness, a dozen more red eyes clicked on. The air was filled with the sound of whirring servos and clicking claws. They were surrounded. "We need to get to the gate," Ressi panted, his sweat turning to grey mud on his face. "The animals... they won't follow us inside the city. They’re meant to keep the outside out."

The massive gate remained shut while workers pushed reinforced cages onto the sands through specialized entrances farther away— Inside those cages were the beasts. And by beasts, I mean nightmares. The creatures vaguely resembled gorillas in the same way a knife vaguely resembled a spoon. The general shape was there, but somewhere along the way something had gone catastrophically wrong. Their bodies were enormous, packed with ugly layers of muscle beneath patchy fur, while diseased-looking skin showed through gaps in their coats. Their arms seemed too long, their jaws looked too large, and their yellow eyes carried an unsettling hunger that made them even more disturbing. When the cages fina

Chapter 19 - Caged Apollo The cages smelt like piss and shit. Whatever beasts and beings they had captured during the trek through the South were snarling and groaning as we passed. Claws, partially shifter arms, and bloodied hands reached for us through the gaps of the bars.

Just then, the iron gate was opened, and countless beasts rushed out from the interior of the door. These beasts were made up of lions, tigers, wolves, and leopards. Each one of them was the most terrifying and powerful creature on the land. None of these were bred but collected by Regal Palace from all over the world through connections and pulling strings. Those animals had been starved for days. When the iron gate was opened, almost all of the beasts focused their attention on the arena’s center. Over there stood more than thirty delicious dinners. Howl, howl, howl!

"What's the Cage?" "Supernatural prison. Official name's something else but everyone calls it the Cage. It's in North London, underground. Run by vampires." The older wolf's voice is matter-of-fact, like he's discussing the weather. "I've been there. Did eight months three years ago. Nearly killed me." "What's it like?" "Hell. Actual hell." The older wolf sits across from me. "The cells are lined with silver. Bars, walls, floors. Everywhere you touch burns. You can't shift. Can't access your full strength. You're just stuck there in constant pain."

I left my throne room and began my journey to the cages. The Cages was where I kept prisoner various beasts that I had captured through my conquests on various worlds. To sate my bloodlust and maniacal rage, I fought these creatures barehanded. One was already prepped down for me. A Necro. A Necro was a four limbed beast with scally skin. A mixture of a reptile and feline. It fed on the dead and used their rots as nutrient. It was also hard to kill. It was also a fast healer and adapted to attacks with quick recovery.

She succumbs and even holds onto me but that doesn't satisfy Aurora, who hasn't been able to feed in centuries. Even though Cassandra is willingly offering herself to me, it's not enough for the beast inside of me. I firmly hold Cassandra's head so that she has no chance of escaping me. I know this isn't for my benefit or satisfaction but I can't help but enjoy the euphoric feeling that comes with satisfying the soul of my dear friend, Aurora. It's somewhat addictive and I feel as though a deep neglected need inside of me is finally receiving the treatment it deserves. "Heaven." I hear Amelia's voice but the thing is, right now, I'm not exactly Heaven. "I think you have had enough."

I stop dead in my tracks, my breath catching in my throat. Cages. Row upon row of them, stacked up to the heavens like forgotten shipping containers in a rusted junkyard. But these weren’t empty crates filled with useless debris. These cages held shifters; wolves, felines, and others whose scents I couldn’t immediately place. All of them crammed into spaces so small they could barely move, let alone shift.