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"He should be thrown out of the pack!" "Lash him and keep him locked up." "Silence." Uncle El said loudly and the room went quiet. "For his crimes, Haru Jacobs will get one hundred and fifty lashes with a silver whip… I would have him banished, however that would only result in him turning feral due to the loss of his mate and may harm others… He will remain in this pack, stripped of his rank and due to his deteriorating health… He will be placed under house arrest at his home rather than kept at the prison, but I will ultimately let Raven decide. If you want him in the cells we can do that too."

The rest of the Stones all turned to gaze at Wasyl with looks of admiration, and Reginald immediately picked up his glass to toast Wasyl. All of a sudden, a spotlight snapped to life, directed straight at the stage, where four soldiers dressed in uniform had emerged, wheeling a gigantic cage to the center of the stage. Everyone's gaze landed on the cage, and they all gasped when they realized what was inside. Celena was cowering inside the cage, her hair tousled and her clothes matted. There were bruises and cuts sprinkled all over her body, and her entire face was pale with terror. She was glancing around her in despair, clutching an equally dirty and injured Jovie in her arms.

They didn't have anywhere to put me, I don't think they've been thinking about keeping any prisoners maybe it's better if they just let me go, there's no need to keep me, but instead of letting me go they had some kind of a cage, they pushed me in and then locked me in. "Hey, Caleb, look who got me in a cage," I call out pointing to where I'm being kept, they had tents and sleeping bags set around the parking lot, they had chairs and they're living off the artificial light and electricity, I know it was dark out there, but right here it's always and forever dark and cold. "We're keeping you since you're their beloved pet, we're keeping you," Caleb says with a small smile on his face, he's a

“Don’t worry. I’m just going to sit there like the perfect luna and behave. You won’t have to do anything.” “Seriously?” Hayden looked at me just as we reached the stairs. “If that is what Cade wants, that is what he is going to get.” Smiling at Hayden, his eyes narrowed. “I don’t like this at all.” His voice was barely above a whisper. People were walking out of the packhouse. No one was really talking. Just silently making their way to the ring. Stands had been set up around the fenced cage. Standing over twenty feet tall, no one was coming in and no one was getting out. Once Maddox and Black entered, it would be locked and that would be it. Until someone is knocked out, we would be sittin

When I raised my hand a third time, Lilian caught my trembling wrist. "Don't dirty yourself. "Security, throw her out." Two security guards stepped forward, pinning Monica's arms behind her back as they dragged her away. Lilian slipped her arm through mine, her touch warm and unshakable. I gave her one last look. Curled in the rain, she was nothing but a husk. "Monica, this is the end." Three months later, under the flash of spotlights, the final 'Caged' collection stunned the world.

I touched the bars of the cage and tested their strength. “It’s made of the strongest metal and other components. Even with my strength, I couldn’t bend it. This cage was made specifically for someone like me. I’m pretty sure they’re traders, Empress, and they’re going to sell us to a slave planet—or worse, a pleasure house.” “Yeah, that’s what I’ve been thinking… Does it have a lock?” She nodded, and I moved toward the cage door. I saw a digital padlock with a small slot.

"If you are playing me I will destroy you." "I am not " Alex said fiercely. He moved closer. ". Keep accusing me and I might start wishing I was the one selling you out." Rowan grabbed Alexs arm pulling him against the desk. Their bodies pressed together. Alex could feel the line of muscle beneath the suit. "You have no idea what you are walking into " Rowan said, voice rough. "This company is not business. It is a cage.. I am both prisoner and warden." The confession slipped out small but real. Alex caught the flash of something haunted in Rowans eyes.

"He treated me and the other girls like we were special. New clothes. Real food. He talked to me like I was a human being and not an animal. I thought I was lucky. I thought he was my salvation. It was only after I got away from him that I found out the truth. He'd bought me. I was one of his caged birds." "Caged birds?" "That's what he called us. Girls he kept untouched, kept pretty, kept poisoned, and sold at auctions to rich men who turn them into pets. The monthly check-ups were never check-ups. He was injecting us with Hemovax, a slow poison, so we'd die if we ever ran. The antidote was the leash." His expression darkened. "I've heard whispers about that operation. Go on."

I look at the fruit, at the missing knife, at the patient woman with her tablet, and I understand that this is how cages evolve. The warm room offers me tea I do not drink and a chair I do not trust. Comfort, down here, has too many hinges. First bars. Then locks. Then rooms where the prisoner is thanked for cooperating with the door. Progress, they would call it.

"Everyone, check out this little thing. Isn't he pathetic?" Several women started pulling at my shirt. I screamed for help, "Somebody help me! Is there no law left in this world?" Someone smashed a bottle on my head. "Who said you could scream? Can you afford to handle the consequences of ruining my mood?" As my shirt was ripped off, the wound on my stomach was exposed. The pitted-faced woman looked disappointed. "So not only is he a cripple, but he's also missing a kidney! "He can't even be considered a man anymore. Ladies, what should we do with this useless thing?"