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"From now on, I'm going to ask you different questions and give you some repeated tests and some new ones." I saw that the tablet was already open in a new app. "This is a test you already know, a memory game. I want you to answer the questions as quickly as possible." Charlotte showed me how it worked, and I understood that it is a memory game, but I don't necessarily have to memorize it every time, because the screen rotates and changes the position of the pieces and when I think I've understood the pattern, the screen changes again. After half an hour I began to realize that even though the screen was rotating, the pieces were repeating, and I spent another five minutes answering before C

He whispers, his words shutting down my brain cells. I raise my glass of wine to my lips and take a sip as I look anywhere else but him. Thankfully, Dominique doesn’t say anything else. We continue to eat and as usual, Dominique continues to stare at me. We finish eating and the waiter comes back to clear the table. With nothing but a bottle of wine and our two glasses left on the table, I exhale. “Okay, I have got a game for us.” Dominique smiles. “I can’t wait to hear it.”

A giant hourglass stood in the distance, its sand slowly running down. Footsteps echoed behind her. She turned to see Logan, Mia, and Ryan appearing one by one. "Where the hell are we?" Ryan muttered. Mia pointed at the hourglass. "I don’t know, but I think we’re on a timer." A low, eerie voice filled the air. "Welcome, players, to the Shadow Game." Anna’s blood ran cold. They weren’t done playing.

The image flashed again, the neat stacks of money sitting inside my purse like it was nothing. Like I was nothing. My jaw clenched again. “No,” I muttered under my breath. “I’m not doing this.” The elevator dinged open, and I stepped out, forcing myself to move like everything was fine. Training was already in session when I walked in. Smith glanced at me, but he didn’t say anything. Just gave a small nod and continued. I joined in, trying to focus. But my mind kept slipping back to him; the note, the breakfast, and the money.

I accused before slamming down my mind shields and ending our conversation. "What if both die during the games?" Denver mused after a short moment of silence. "My father wouldn't create a game that could kill them. Not when each has their own packs to take care of," I waved off the suggestion with a flick of my wrist, "I don't even know how many games he plans on holding. The all-mighty Game Master has kept all his cards hidden." "Not really," a triumphant grin split Denver's full lips, "my father mentioned that there will be three to five games. Depending on how the Alphas perform. He will host one game a day every second day to give the Alphas a chance to rest in between."

Chapter One hundred and fifty seven Desiree You don't start a game with a broken mind to some that might be the fuel, but never ever start off with a broken mind you might end up breaking someone else physically, have the mind of a winner run through that field like you own it, like you own the wave that drives you towards that goal post, your aim is not to win your aim is to manoeuvre swiftly and light as a feather so you can score a goal, and know it's okay if your feet get tired but don't let your mind to get tired too, and once you got that chance score that goal!”

Coming out of the kitchen, he set up the chessboard and smiled as he called out to Lionel, who was admiring the flowers on the balcony, "Mr. Sutton, shall we play a few rounds?" Lionel hesitated for about two seconds before agreeing, "I'm coming right away!" It was honestly hard to refuse! … When Mindy came out of the bedroom, she found the two men sitting across the chessboard from each other. The sound of chess pieces hitting the board echoed loudly. "I'm moving my bishop!" "I'm going to move my rook. Checkmate!" "I'll counter with my knight." Miranda and Mindy exchanged a glance. They seemed to be getting along well.

Not even Stephany got in trouble that caused me this much pain as I feel right now. I should get myself distracted with something. I got up from bed gently. Trying not to wake Stephany up. I went to my play store and selected a game to get mind off that girl. On playing, I connected with some of my friends who were still up at that time and we played together. It worked for a while. Not until I saw a pic that came up of a young girl that looked just like the young girl I saw hours ago. I paused the game and realized that the image came as a message from one of my friends

Ruby turned her head and shot me a provocative look, her eyes brimming with smug satisfaction. I stood at the edge of the crowd, a faint, cold smile tugging at my lips. Just as I thought. A moment ago, I had cursed her in my mind, calling her an idiot, and she hadn’t reacted at all. However, the second I started thinking through specific skill data, she responded immediately. So her mind-reading skill wasn’t all-knowing. It seemed she could only pick up on the most focused, technical thoughts in my mind.

“Okay, Folks, let’s play some nice games.” Shadow tapped her fingers on the glass table, smiling beautifully to her head butler. Conan nodded his head, cracking his fingers, and swallowed hard. Elijah, Amel, Hashim, Naomi, and Mina surrounded them after losing the game with Shadow. Shadow was a genius in anything related to strategy and she also had a buff called mind-reading. All and all, it was an unfair mind game in a fair game.