The Mate Games
Author CalypsoBetrayalLove-TriangleHate to LoveAlphaHidden IdentityRuthlessDramaContemporarySteamy
I silently thank the Goddess that I kept my thin shirt on last night, too exhausted to pull it off.
I notice a scroll on the ground close to my feet. I pick it up, and unfold it carefully, revealing precise, looping penmanship:
‘Step into Trial number three,
Where shadows dance and none are free.
In forest depths, you now remain,
Where strength and wit may bring you gain.
The bands you seek are high and bold,
Taken from hands now growing cold.
Collect the most and rise with pride,
Or leave with nothing, cast aside.
The final game begins today—
Only nine are left to play.
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