Page 32 of The Mating Games


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As we ascended, Jayas’s grip tightened.

Every muscle in his tall, blue-scaled frame tensed, primed for action.

Those large, curved horns atop his head, which had initially terrified me, now seemed like a symbol of strength, protection even.

My breath came in labored gasps as we continued our climb.

With every step, the weight of my reality pressed down on me.

Is this really happening?I thought, the absurdity of it all threatening to overwhelm my senses.

One moment I was safe on Earth, and the next, I found myself in an alien game of survival.

What did I ever do to deserve this?

As we climbed higher, Jayas occasionally looked back, ensuring we weren’t being followed.

The roars and growls seemed to grow fainter, giving me a sliver of hope that we were outpacing our pursuers.

“Why me?” I gasped out between breaths, hoping to understand the cruel game’s rules. “Why was I chosen?”

Jayas glanced at me, his golden eyes filled with a mix of concern and determination. “Maybe you met the Malquarans’ requirements. Maybe they’ve been watching you for some time on your planet. I really don’t know.”

“Watching me?” she said, slowing her pace. “For how long?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Hours, days, weeks. It varies.”

The thought of being secretly spied on made me sick to my stomach.

The weight of Jayas’s words bore down on me, crushing my earlier bout of hysteria.

Suddenly, my life back on Earth — the minor annoyances, the daily grind, the missed opportunities — all seemed so trivial.

Here, the currency was survival, and the cost was too high.

We reached a plateau, the mountain stretching higher behind it, and Jayas gently pulled me behind a cluster of tall, alien ferns.

We crouched down, catching our breaths and listening intently for any signs of our pursuers.

“Are we safe here?” I whispered.

“For now,” he replied, his voice hushed but reassuring. “We have some distance between us and them. We can rest here for a moment.”

Resting my back against a fern, I tried to process everything.

How had my life come to this?

It seemed like a cruel joke.

Memories of Earth filled my mind: my family, my friends, the coffee shop down the street, the little joys and sorrows.

And now, in this bizarre alien landscape, everything seemed like a distant dream.

A moment of clarity hit me. “I’ve always been a decent person,” I murmured, my voice breaking. “I’ve never done anything terrible, never wished harm on anyone. Why is this happening to me?”

Jayas looked down, a frown marring his blue features. “Aurora, in this universe, cruelty and randomness often go hand in hand. What is happening to you is neither a punishment nor karma. It is just a series of unfortunate events, but together, we can change the outcome.”

He reached out, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

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