Page 33 of The Death Games


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Talan walked its perimeter, observing every nook and cranny, every possible angle.

A satisfied smile tugged at his lips. “This is it,” he declared.

I looked around, trying to see it through his eyes. “So, what’s the plan?”

He took a deep breath. “I’m going to hide in the undergrowth,” he began, pointing to a dense cluster of bushes. Their dark green leaves provided ample cover. “You will stand out in the open and make as much noise as possible. Scream, shout, anything to draw attention.”

I gulped, the gravity of the situation hitting me. “And when the alien approaches?”

Talan’s eyes darkened, determination evident. “I’ll attack it and end the threat with this blade.”

It sounded risky, but surely better than being mated.

The thought of being the bait terrified me, but I trusted him.

He seemed to understand these creatures in a way I couldn’t fathom.

Besides, that knife of his wasn’t just for show.

“Fear not,” he said. “We have the element of surprise on our side.”

I nodded, trying to muster courage. “Okay. How will I know when it’s close?”

“You’ll hear it,” he replied. “They’re not exactly stealthy. And don’t worry, I won’t let it get too close.”

I looked into his golden eyes, searching for any sign of doubt.

All I found was determination and… was that a hint ofconcern?

“Promise?” I whispered.

He reached out, brushing a stray hair behind my ear. “Promise,” he affirmed.

The intensity of the moment was broken by another rustling sound, eerily similar to the ones we’d heard all day.

My heart raced, realizing the urgency. “It’s time,” Talan murmured.

I took a deep breath, steadying myself. “Okay. Let’s do this.”

He sunk into the bushes, our handcuffs keeping him never more than an arm’s length from me.

His form blending seamlessly with the shadows.

The alien flint blade glinted for a moment in the dwindling light before disappearing into the undergrowth.

It was eerily quiet, save for the distant hum of unknown insects.

Tucked away amidst the shadows of the dense foliage, Talan’s form was barely discernible.

The last rays of the dual suns kissed the horizon, casting a muted amber glow over the clearing, rendering the bushes in subtle shades of darkness.

Only his golden eyes remained visible to me, piercing through the shadows, watching intently.

With a slight nod, he signaled that he was ready.

My heart raced, thudding loudly against my chest.

I tried to calm my nerves, reminding myself that this was a plan, a strategic move.

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