Page 61 of The Mating Games


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I could see pain clouding their depths, but there was something else.

Relief?

It was almost imperceptible, but the way his eyes flickered to the small lights above the others’ pod indicated his concern.

Those lights — a visual representation of our status within this alien game — remained unlit.

I hadn’t been Claimed by another.

I was still his.

And always would be.

The realization hit me like a freight train.

Without Jayas’s protection, I was like a lamb among wolves.

The alien beasts would come for me, and with the fiercest of them injured, there would be no one to fend them off.

The palpable dread that followed was paralyzing.

“Eight…”

The countdown continued, its relentless march invoking the inevitability of the upcoming chaos.

Jayas’s fingers twitched, attempting to form some gesture, but his injuries rendered the movement feeble.

A desperate plea reflected in his eyes:

Stay safe. Hide. Run.

“Seven...”

A resolve began to form within me.

This wasn’t the end.

It was a new round, a new chance.

I couldn’t just cower in fear. I needed a strategy.

A plan.

“Six...”

With every number that ticked by, the urgency grew.

My eyes darted around the chamber, looking for any sign or hint that could give me an advantage.

“Five...”

My pulse quickened.

Iwas the object of so much danger and desire.

If I held the power to alter the course of this game, perhaps there was a way I could provide some form of protection.

“Four...”

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