Mated to Four
Adonis said, flashing me a grin that made my stomach twist—not because of him, but because I could feel Hayden’s eyes on me, watching, waiting.
We settled into our usual spots, the gaming humming to life. The room was filled with the familiar sounds of clicking taps and banter as we loaded into the MOBA. For a while, I managed to lose myself in the game, coordinating attacks and calling out strategies. But Hayden’s earlier words lingered at the back of my mind, a constant distraction.
And then there was Zion. He played with a quiet intensity that I found magnetic. Sometimes, our eyes would meet, and I’d feel a flutter of something I couldn’t quite name. It was dangerous, exhilarating, and en