Rhea I've lived in cages long enough to forget what freedom feels like. Fighting is just routine now, something that keeps me breathing but barely alive. Then Alissa showed up in the crowd, calm in the chaos, looking right at me like she knew exactly who I was under the blood and bruises. She didn't flinch. She didn't run. She came for me, and I don't know why that scares me more than anything else. Alissa says there's more than this. That I don't have to stay chained to the past. I want to believe her, but wanting something and being ready for it are never the same thing. Alissa I wasn't supposed to find Rhea like that, surrounded by noise and blood and people who only came to watch her break. But the moment I saw her, I knew I was in the right place. She doesn't recognize it yet, but she's not just a fighter. She's the one I came to bring home. This cage fights aren't safe. The plan was simple: get her out and disappear. But nothing about her is simple, and walking away stopped being an option the second she looked at me like she remembered too. Rhea's not mine yet, but I came here to change that. Disclaimer: 18+ steamy lesbian werewolf shifter romance novella.