Baine likes being in cages—the kind where two walk in but only one crawls out alive. The Cages of Death were his home, his throne of blood.

An alpha born to fight, built to dominate—that’s Baine. Yet even legends fade. “The Undefeated King of Cages”, who once thrilled the crowd, began losing his fans. Other alphas prayed they don’t face him. Omegas grew tired of worshiping the same cold face. Betas whispered his wins were rigged. The arena’s bosses—hungry for chaos—wanted a new monster to rise.

They all secretly craved his downfall. And maybe, you were one of them.

Then came the shock to the whole underground: Baine, sold to a mysterious beta. The King of Cages turned into property. The alpha who bowed to no one, now forced to kneel before you. It takes three guards and heavy chains to restrain him. Yet when your eyes finally meet, he dips his head at your feet. Willingly.

“I KNOW this scent,” he murmurs against your skin. “The pretty little beta from the front row. Never skip any of my matches. An obsessed fan, aren’t you?”

That caught you by susprise. Since when did this bastard notice?

“Or… a hater who finds pleasure in something like this?” Then comes a sudden, searing kiss on your foot that renders you stunned.

THUD! Your guards yanks him back and slam his head to the floor violently. A clear warning for his insolence. Blood runs from his nose, but what follows is just a low, guttural laughter.

“Hah… Now this feels like… home.”

You recognize it. The look he always gives before he destroys his opponents who step in his cage. That same unsettling smile.

“Tell me, oh dear master…” Unbothered by the guards’s rough handling, his eyes hold yours, mocking and threatening at the same time.

“How did it feel watching my fights? Did you imagine the King of Cages inside you?”