LOGINI never chose to enter the Arena— the place that swallows humans and supernaturals from every era and throws them into a death game with only one rule: survive. One moment I was walking down a normal street. The next, I woke up in a prehistoric jungle with the ground trembling under massive, thundering footsteps. That’s where I met him—Kael. An Alpha Werewolf with lethal instincts, a body built for violence, and eyes that could pin me in place more easily than his claws ever could. He had zero interest in saving anyone. Especially me. To him, I was a burden. To me, he was a threat. And he definitely wasn’t planning to keep me alive. “You’re not human, Maddie.” His breath ghosted my ear, hot and shivering down my spine. “And whatever you are… you shouldn’t exist in this world.” But the Arena made its choice before either of us could: Every round in this cursed place keeps forcing us together—fighting back-to-back, bleeding for each other, breathing in sync. Yet every time danger closes in, I end up pressed against his chest, his breath warm against my ear as he growls instructions I shouldn’t find intoxicating. “Stay with me, Maddie. You won’t survive a single night without me.” Maybe he’s right. Maybe I don’t want to survive without him. But the truth inside me—what I am, what I carry— …might be the very thing that gets him killed. And when Kael finally corners me in the dark, his voice a low, wicked whisper at my neck, I realize the Arena isn’t the deadliest thing here. He is. “Tell me what you are, little flame… before I’m forced to claim you.”
View MoreThe gate will open as soon as morning comes.The other shelters are already lit up, a sign that they’ve all been claimed. One of them belongs to Loki’s team. And with six Radon teams, one team has to be sacrificed no matter what.Just thinking about it sends a chill down my spine.Are our lives really worth so little? The lives of the Strains?I sit near the doorway because it’s my turn to keep watch. Everyone else is fast asleep, while Kael... I have no idea where he is. He chooses to stay outside the shelter, as if he wants to be alone.I hear rustling in the bushes, and my body instantly stiffens.Kael steps out from behind the thick brush. He stops and watches me for a few seconds.Then he walks over without making a sound. He sits down beside me.“Get some sleep,” he says coldly.I stay silent, neither nodding nor shaking my head. My eyes remain fixed on the darkness ahead. I don’t even dare look at Kael.“Shouldn’t it be different than this?” I murmur quietly.“What should?”“Th
The sun begins to set, casting a terrifying blood-red glow across the massive glass ceiling enclosing us.From the top of this rocky hill, the finish line looks so close—a high-tech gate illuminated by blazing red neon lights in the middle of the barren valley.“Finally,” Ash whispers, leaning her exhausted body against Fredrick. “We made it here before anyone else.”Kael carefully lowers me from his back onto a flat boulder. The moment my fractured foot touches the ground, the pain starts throbbing again.But the sight before us distracts me from it, if only for a moment.Surrounding the finish gate are five small, dome-shaped steel buildings.What are those shelters for?“Come on, let’s get down there before another team shows up,” Damian says. “I’m sick of this godforsaken wilderness.”Fredrick leads the way. Kael offers me his back again, and even though I feel guilty, I have no choice but to climb on.We make our way down the rocky slope, approaching the glowing red line marking
Without saying another word, Kael brushes away the moss and sniffs the air. He pauses for a moment.“Kael, maybe we should—”Fredrick’s words are cut off as Kael immediately shoves the symbol with all his strength. A low rumble echoes through the tunnel. Fine dust falls from above as the symbol slowly slides aside.It’s a door.“Come on, Maddie.” Kael holds out his hand. “Get on. We’re checking out this tunnel.”“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Ash squeaks nervously.Damian lets out a quiet scoff. “Got a better one?”Without another word, we all reluctantly step into the tunnel.The steady rhythm of Kael’s footsteps vibrates through his back as we move deeper inside. Fredrick’s flashlight sways in his hand, its beam reflecting off the rusted Capitolis emblem embedded in the stone wall.“It smells strange,” Ash whispers, clutching the arm wrapped in strips torn from Fredrick’s shirt. “Like rust... and something rotting.”“This tunnel’s been abandoned for a long time,” Fredrick says q
Behind the curtain of acidic mist that slowly clouds my vision, the shadow of a massive creature steps out. Its vertical yellow eyes stare straight at us. The creature has a small horn above its nose and a row of hard scales running down its back.Kael notices the creature’s presence. He doesn’t say a word, but I can feel the muscles in his shoulders tense beneath my grip.“What the hell...” Fred gasps.A loud snort bursts from its nostrils, releasing a cloud of hot steam. Without warning, it suddenly charges straight at us.BANG!Its horn slams into a solid wall of earth, sending a tremor through the ground beneath us.“Run! My wall won’t hold it for long!” Fred shouts.Kael sprints through the dense forest. I feel a violent jolt every time his feet pound against the ground.Behind us, the heavy footsteps of the predator crush dry branches beneath its weight. It’s chasing us with murderous intent.“Damian! Fredrick! Move!” Kael shouts without looking back.The rain pours even harder.
Too much information was making my head dizzy. Turns out these Strains weren’t as simple as I thought. To put it bluntly, they were anomalies among humans. And their numbers kept decreasing, because ever since the Legendary Trinity was held, almost 80 percent of the participants were Strains.Even
I followed the others through the gate and felt the air shift into something… different. Above us was a glass dome acting as the sky. Surrounding me were trees I'd only ever heard about in storybooks. A narrow path of damp soil stretched ahead, carrying a scent so distinct—one I had never smelled b
I stepped into the booth after the first post and was ordered to sit down. Of course, I didn’t resist—there were soldiers with rifles standing at every booth, watching closely.“Hands,” a staff member said, grabbing my wrists and pulling them onto the chair’s armrests.In one swift, rough motion, h
I turned toward the crowd of people, where Mom and Windy stood in the very front row. Their cold faces followed my departure. Was there really no sadness in their hearts over my sacrifice? Or at least they could pretend, like the others.I knew the ones crying weren’t only mourning the participants






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