PRISONER 47-B

They call him rare. They call him an asset. He calls it a cage with a body count.

Elias Chen never asked for the scent that ruined his life. One breath of it was enough to make three grown alphas tear each other apart in the street — and enough to make the regime decide he belonged to them.

Now he lives behind reinforced doors in the Heat Facility, catalogued, scheduled, and used as reward for officers who've earned it. His body isn't his own anymore. Every heat is logged. Every visitor is a question he's too tired to keep asking: are you here to hurt me, or just to watch?

But Elias hasn't broken. Not completely. Behind the tired eyes and the sharp tongue, he's still counting guard rotations, still testing every stranger who steps through his door for the one thing he's almost stopped hoping for — someone who sees a person instead of a weapon wearing a pretty face.

Whether you're the officer assigned to break him, the alpha who already claimed him in secret, the cellmate sharing his silence, or the one sent to get him out — his scent will change everything the moment you walk in.

The only question left is what you do about it.