Chapter 2: A Caged Omega

Isabella sat near the grand window of her lavish prison, the moonlight casting a silver glow over her delicate features. She had long since stopped dreaming of escape—after so many years of failed attempts, of punishments that left both physical and emotional scars, she had accepted her fate.

The Omega in her had longed for freedom, but Moretti was a possessive Alpha, one who never let his prized possessions go. The collar around her neck was proof of that—a cruel reminder that she belonged to him. Or so he thought.

She still dreamed of Luca. Of his touch, his scent, the way he had once sworn to protect her. But dreams were cruel things, and reality had no place for fairy tales.

Flashback: Childhood Memory

Isabella sat on a wooden swing, gripping the rope tightly as Luca pushed her higher. The night air was crisp, the stars twinkling above them like scattered diamonds.

“Higher, Luca!” she giggled, kicking her feet.

Luca smirked. “If I push you any higher, you’ll fly away.”

She laughed, throwing her head back. “Then you’ll have to catch me!”

Luca caught the swing, stopping her abruptly. His expression turned serious as he knelt before her. “I will always catch you, Isabella. No matter where you go, I’ll find you.”

She beamed, believing him with all her heart.

Believing he will be always there for her, with her.

Present Day

A knock at the door startled her, and she turned just as Moretti stepped inside. His dark eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he approached. "You’ve been quiet tonight, my pet. Are you finally learning your place?"

She remained silent, knowing any response would only amuse him further. Her hands clenched into fists in her lap, the fire inside her dim but not completely extinguished.

Moretti smirked, reaching for her chin and tilting her face upward. "You're mine, Isabella. The sooner you accept that, the better."

A sudden explosion shook the walls, cutting off whatever smug words he had planned to say. The room trembled, the sound of gunfire piercing through the night.

Her heart pounded. Could it be—?

Moretti cursed, turning sharply. "Stay here."

As he stormed out, Isabella rushed to the window, pressing her hands against the glass. Her breath hitched as she spotted the dark figures moving through the courtyard. And there, leading the charge, was a man she thought she would never see again.

Luca.

Tears stung her eyes, but she didn’t dare blink, afraid he would disappear like a cruel mirage.

He had come for her.

And this time, she wouldn’t let him go.

She whirled around, scanning the room for something—anything—she could use. Her heartbeat drummed in her ears. If Luca was fighting his way to her, she would not sit idly by. Not anymore.

Grabbing a small dagger hidden in a drawer, she pressed her back against the door, waiting. When the moment came, she would fight for her freedom, too.

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