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ASHERAlthea is too stubborn to give up, and that’s probably going to be the very thing that undoes her.Even with all the cameras placed around the forest, giving us full access to every moment, my eyes keep going back to her. I don’t care how it looks. I try to act neutral, like I’m just another official watching the games. But I’m not. Not when it comes to her.From the start, there’s been this tight feeling in my chest. Like I’m waiting for something bad to happen. And every time she stumbles or cries out, that feeling gets worse. I sit there, frozen, trying not to let it show on my face. Trying not to feel anything. I’m supposed to be strong. I’m supposed to be cold. The future king, as my father keeps reminding me.But when she fights? Gods, when she fights—it’s like I forget to breathe.She doesn’t attack like the others. She’s not cruel or careless. She watches. She waits. She plans. She moves like she knows she’s losing blood but still refuses to stop. I watch her steal bands
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ALTHEA “Noooo!” I wake up gasping for air, my skin damp with sweat. The nightmare, the same dream, yet again, clings to my mind like a fog I can’t shake off. It’s become more frequent ever since I turned twenty one a month ago. I sit up, pushing my damp hair off my forehead. My heart pounds in my chest as I try to catch my breath. The scene replays in my mind, vivid and strange. I’m standing between two wolves, one white, one black. They’re enormous, their eyes locked in a silent challenge. Then, just like always, they lunge at each other, a blur of fur and fangs. And just like every other time, I wake up before I can make sense of it. “ALTHEA!” My stepmother’s voice cuts through the quiet, sharp and demanding. Right on cue. I groan, dragging myself out of bed. My legs feel heavy, like I’ve been running in my sleep. My room is small but cozy, though it does little to shield me from the chaos of my home. “Coming!” I shout back, though I know it won’t stop her from yelling
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ASHERAlthea is too stubborn to give up, and that’s probably going to be the very thing that undoes her.Even with all the cameras placed around the forest, giving us full access to every moment, my eyes keep going back to her. I don’t care how it looks. I try to act neutral, like I’m just another official watching the games. But I’m not. Not when it comes to her.From the start, there’s been this tight feeling in my chest. Like I’m waiting for something bad to happen. And every time she stumbles or cries out, that feeling gets worse. I sit there, frozen, trying not to let it show on my face. Trying not to feel anything. I’m supposed to be strong. I’m supposed to be cold. The future king, as my father keeps reminding me.But when she fights? Gods, when she fights—it’s like I forget to breathe.She doesn’t attack like the others. She’s not cruel or careless. She watches. She waits. She plans. She moves like she knows she’s losing blood but still refuses to stop. I watch her steal bands
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ALTHEAEvery part of me is breaking.It’s been hours since I last saw Caroline. I thought getting her bands would give me some kind of advantage. And it did. For a while. But the pain hasn’t gone away. My wounds are worse. The blood keeps leaking through the bandages, and I’m running out of clean cloth.Still, I keep going. I hide during the day and move at night, tracking other girls. Most of them are too injured to fight back. One of them, Lena, I found sleeping against a tree. She was pale and shivering, her face scratched, her arm twisted wrong. I took her bands gently. She never even woke up.The second one, Marcy, saw me coming. She tried to run, but she was limping. Her ankle was swollen. I didn’t want to fight her. I told her to just give me the bands, and she laughed like I was joking. So I tackled her. It was fast and ugly. She screamed when I grabbed her wrist, but I yanked the bands off and stumbled away before she could chase me.The third was the hardest. Her name was No
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ALTHEAThe walk back to the palace is quiet.Not the awkward kind of quiet. It’s something else. Heavy, but not uncomfortable. Like we’ve said everything that needed to be said, and now we’re both just… thinking. Processing.We don’t speak at all. Not even when the gates come into view or when we make our way through the secret passageways. Not until we’re safely in his room.As I make to leave through the door, Asher pauses with his hand on the handle. His eyes sweep over me, lingering a little too long, like he’s memorizing something.Then, with a nod, he says, “Good luck tomorrow, Gray.”I roll my eyes, but the smile breaks through anyway. “Well, with the selection of girls you have to pick from, you might need it more.”He laughs. The sound is low and warm, and it sneaks down my spine like it has no right to. Then, slowly, he closes the door behind him.And I’m alone again.Without him to distract me, the noise in my head comes rushing back. It’s hot and angry, but I barely acknow
The Mate Games Falling
ASHERWhat has this girl done to me?The moment her hands touched me, something shifted. My pulse jumped—fast and hard—like I’d just been thrown into a fight. But this isn’t adrenaline. It’s something worse. Something deeper.Something I don’t know how to fight off.Being near her, under this moonlit sky, with her hands on me, her voice soft and her eyes calm… it makes everything feel lighter. Like the weight on my chest has finally loosened. Like I can breathe for the first time in weeks.But the second she says the word mother, it’s like the world slams back into place. The spell shatters. My body locks up, rigid. I take a step back, then another. I don’t look at her—I look at the sky, at the stars that don’t care what I am or what I’ve done.The silence between us stretches. Tight. Loud.Then she says it—softly. Like my name is something fragile. “Asher.”I close my eyes. Her voice does something to me. She says my name like it matters. Like I matter.I don’t deserve that.“Are you
The Mate Games In the cover of the night
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The Mate Games Bar fight
ASHERA fist skims past my face, barely brushing my cheek. I duck just in time, feeling the air stir against my skin as another swing comes for me. My muscles move before I think. Quick. Sharp. I step sideways, dodging the blow with ease.I can’t help the smirk tugging at my lips. Finally—an opponent who’s not a complete joke.Bouncing lightly on my feet, I watch him throw another punch. Sloppy. Too much power, not enough control. My blood thrums under my skin, the familiar rush of adrenaline flooding through me. This is what I live for. Not the politics. Not the endless, fake smiles. This.I catch his wrist mid-air, twisting it. He grunts in pain. Before he can recover, I slam my fist into his stomach. Hard.He stumbles back, gasping, but I don’t give him time to breathe. I move fast, colliding into him with my shoulder. We crash to the ground, a heavy thud echoing through the open pit.The crowd roars around us, but I barely hear them. My knee presses into his ribs as I pin him down
The Mate Games A secret passageway
ALTHEAThere are eight of us left now.Only eight.And still, I feel like I’m unraveling.I sit on the edge of my bed, fingers tangled in the thick blanket, staring at nothing. Before we were dismissed to our rooms, I and the other girls had been in the grand hall, whispering about who made it and who didn’t. Now alone, I’m somewhere else.Back in the maze.Back in front of that mirror, where my father looked up at me with eyes that weren’t his—cold, sharp, disappointed. You betrayed us. The words echo, even though he never said them aloud. Even though it was just an illusion.But it didn’t feel like a lie.What if he’s right?What if I have betrayed them—my family, my people, myself?By being here?By surviving?By letting the king turn me into one of his toys?I tell myself I don’t want the crown. I don’t want power. That I’m here to survive. To find out the truth. To stay alive long enough to make something right.But the mirror didn’t lie. It showed me things I never wanted to adm
