Page 52 of The Mating Games


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My heart raced.

It was only a matter of seconds before it would pick up our scent.

“Run!” I whispered fiercely.

We burst out of our hiding spot, dashing through the underbrush, the sound of the alien male’s roar echoing in our ears.

He had sensed us, and the chase was on.

We sprinted, dodged, and weaved, avoiding not just the reptilian male but other predators that had picked up our trail.

We found a brief reprieve, hiding in the shadows, catching our breath.

But then the roars would grow louder, and we had to move again.

Despite our dire situation, a part of me was impressed with Aurora’s resilience.

She moved with grace, her every step calculated and precise.

It was clear that, despite her initial apprehension, she had adapted quickly to this environment.

As we continued our escape, I could feel our bond deepening.

Each close call, each shared breath, pulled us closer.

There were moments, amidst the chaos, where our eyes would meet, and an unspoken understanding passed between us.

We are in this together.

At one point, when the sounds of our pursuers seemed to be closing in from all directions, Aurora pulled me into a tight embrace. “Whatever happens, Jayas, I’m glad I met you,” she whispered, her voice shaking with emotion.

I pulled back slightly, my eyes searching hers. “We’re going to make it out of here.”

She nodded, and with renewed determination, we continued our escape.

We managed to elude our pursuers for a while, using the jungle’s natural camouflage to our advantage.

As night began to fall, and the alien world’s twin moons cast eerie glows across the landscape, our situation became more perilous.

The alien males had a distinct advantage in the darkness.

Their eyes, adapted to low light, could spot us even if we were hiding.

However, the darkness only seemed to heighten their aggressiveness.

But, still, we pushed on, leaning on each other for support, drawing strength from our shared bond.

As the night wore on, and our close calls became too numerous to count, one thing became clear: our connection was our greatest strength.

In this deadly game of cat and mouse, our bond was what kept us going, fueling our determination to survive.

* * *

The thick jungle canopy barely let the alien moons’ glow through, making our escape even more challenging.

Aurora and I had been doing well, dodging the persistent males who saw her as nothing more than a conquest.

But as the night wore on, I felt the weight of the chase pressing on my shoulders.

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