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The Mate Games I poisoned him
ALTHEAFor a few seconds, everything freezes.Then the crowd explodes.Screams tear through the courtyard like a thousand knives. People push and shove, stumbling backward as guards flood the stage, surrounding the fallen king. I watch, frozen in place, as they lift his body, limp, unmoving, and carry him off the dais, his robes dragging behind him like a shadow. The priest yells something, trying to restore order, but his voice is drowned out by panic. Noblewomen clutch their pearls. Warriors draw their swords. Children cry.Still, I don’t move.My body feels locked in place, breath shallow, mind racing. Around me, chaos swells like a storm. But I can’t stay here. Not now. Aaron and the others have already gone inside. I saw the way they melted into the crowd just moments before everything fell apart. That was our signal. The moment of distraction we were waiting for.And now it’s here.I pull my hood lower over my head, tightening the fabric around my face as I slip between bodies.
The Mate Games Varya’s diary entry 14
Many decades ago…I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this.No matter what I tried, no matter what I took or prayed for or begged the goddess in the dark to allow, this thing inside me refused to go. I tried everything. I followed the seer’s old instructions. The roots. The teas. Even the ritual with the silver water and black ash under the full moon. But nothing worked.It wouldn’t leave.And then, before I knew it, I’d run out of time. The physicians said it was too late. That removing it now would end my life faster than letting it grow. I pretended to listen, nodded when they said to rest and eat and stay calm. But inside, I’d already made up my mind.I’ll let it come.But I’ll never let it stay.As soon as I birth it, I will make sure it’s gone.The mark on my neck has turned blacker than before. It itches and burns like it’s alive, like something’s crawling under the skin trying to get out. There are nights I wake up clawing at it until I bleed. My wolf, what’s left of
The Mate Games He’s a killer
ALTHEAThat day, all those years ago, they told me it was an accident.That my mother’s death was a terrible, tragic accident.I held onto that lie like a lifeline, because the truth, whatever it really was, had always been too dark, too painful, too dangerous to face. But now, standing here, breathing in the sharp morning air, the truth wraps itself around my ribs like a vice.And it’s choking me.My chest is tight, too tight. I close my eyes and try to inhale slowly, evenly, but it feels like I’ve forgotten how to breathe altogether. My fingers are trembling, my knees feel weak, and the world has gone oddly quiet, like it’s holding its breath right along with me.Because now… everything makes sense.Why we had to move so suddenly. Why I’ve always felt drawn to him in a way I couldn’t explain. The strange connection. The dreams that haunted my sleep and left me gasping in the dark. My body, my mind, they remembered him before I ever consciously did.I recognized him.Some part of me
The Mate Games A choice
ASHERI don’t say anything for a while after she leaves. The door clicks shut, and I’m left staring at the empty space where Elise had just stood. My thoughts are a mess. The silence in the room is loud, pressing in from every corner, but it’s still not enough to drown out what she said.Caroline.She lied.She faked a pregnancy.With my child.I drag a hand down my face, exhaling slowly, trying to keep the fury locked inside. It claws at my chest, hot and wild, and it takes everything in me not to let it tear its way out. I’d been grieving something that was never real. Mourning a life that never existed. I’d allowed guilt to dig its roots into my spine because I thought I had failed someone.And all this time, it was just a ploy.A trap.A desperate attempt to manipulate my name, my title, me, into submission.I want to scream. Throw something. Shatter the mirror in the corner, or maybe the walls themselves. Instead, I just breathe. In. Out. Slow. Controlled. Barely.It’s not just t
The Mate Games The full dream
ALTHEAI don’t realize I’ve started dreaming until it’s already too late.But this one isn’t like the usual ones. It’s vivid. Clear as glass. So sharp it feels like I’m living it all over again.I’m small. Maybe nine or ten. My hands are pudgy and grass-stained, my bare feet soft against the earth. I’m playing in the front of our old house,before we moved, before the war, before the fear. The sun is warm on my skin, the sky above me the kind of blue that only exists in childhood. I laugh as I run, chasing nothing in particular, spinning until I fall back into the grass.Then I see it. A butterfly.It flutters just beyond reach, soft, pale wings flashing with hints of gold and blue. I giggle and scramble up, forgetting whatever game I’d been playing. My fingers stretch toward it, always a second too slow. It dips and rises, then floats away from the house. Toward the trees.I follow.It’s only when the sunlight starts to vanish behind thick branches that I slow down. The forest isn’t
The Mate Games Varya’s diary entry 13
Many decades ago…I don’t know how much longer I can keep pretending.Every day, I wake up hoping something will feel different, better. That maybe whatever is clawing inside my chest will stop. That the air won’t feel so thick, so hard to breathe. But it never changes. If anything, it’s worse now. He doesn’t see it, or maybe he just doesn’t want to. He looks at me like I’m glowing, like I’m everything he’s ever wanted. I wish I felt the same.The physician came this morning. I’d been sick for weeks, nausea, headaches, weakness that made it hard to even stand some days. I thought it was just the aftershock of the bond, or the mark still refusing to heal. But then he looked at me, wide-eyed, and said it.Pregnant.I’m pregnant.I should be happy. I should be overjoyed. My husband certainly is. He picked me up and spun me around like we were living in some fairy tale, not whatever this is. He said it was a blessing. A miracle. That this child will be the true heir of the white wolf and
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