Elowen’s Pov

The glass walls of the chamber were cold against my skin. I was naked again, just like yesterday, but this time there were others with me. Other omegas, all sitting or standing silently around the room, their eyes downcast. They looked like beautiful, broken dolls arranged for display. I understood then why Thorne called this the Display Case. We were items in a collection, meant to be seen but not touched unless the owner wished it.

Thorne stood outside the glass, his tall figure imposing even through the transparent barrier. He watched me with that same intense focus from yesterday, his eyes missing nothing. I wanted to shrink...