Page 79 of The Mating Games


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The game had just become even deadlier.

Jayas’s expression shifted from confusion to horror as he followed my gaze to the grinning alien male.

He pounded his fists against his pod, lips forming words I couldn’t hear but understood all too well.

He was just as aware of the impending danger.

His enemy understood but he didn’t.

“One…”

Would we be able to navigate this treacherous game with an even bigger target on our backs?

Doubt crept in.

Every move, every decision, felt like a gamble with our lives as the stakes.

And in that moment, the weight of my impulsive action bore down on me.

“Launch.”

With a jarring jolt, I was hurtled from the safety of my pod into the arena once more.

The world below raced toward me, a mix of vibrant colors and treacherous terrains.

Wind whipped my hair, and the familiar sensation of free fall gripped my stomach.

But the thrill of the descent was overshadowed by the looming danger I had inadvertently unleashed.

One thing was certain: this round of the game would be the most challenging yet.

Jayas

The sensation of waking up in the pod never ceased to be a disorienting experience.

Yet this time, as the mists cleared from my vision, there was an undercurrent of excitement pulsing through my veins.

My heart raced, but not out of fear.

It raced inanticipation.

I remembered our last encounter, the weight of Aurora’s body pressed against mine, the warmth of her touch, the softness of her lips.

I had grown quite fond of my spirited little human.

Her resilience, her quick thinking, and her fierce determination were admirable.

Over the course of this twisted game, we had built a connection, a bond that went beyond the confines of the Malquaran arena.

Thoughts of what came after dominated my mind.

I had promised her freedom once this ordeal ended.

And I had meant it.

My honor as a Zelthori warrior demanded it.

But deep down, nestled in the recesses of my heart, was a hope.

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