The Mating Run by Leeka

Chapter 31

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The air hangs heavy with the acrid scent of vomit.

I’m hunched over by the side, retching violently as my body rebels against the weight of guilt and fear that clings to my insides. Each convulsion sends waves of nausea through me, a physical manifestation of the turmoil within.

Ettie’s voice, a distant murmur, penetrates the fog of my anguish.

“Alina, you need to stop. It’s done.”

Her words, meant as reassurance, fall on deaf ears. I can’t shake the images that replay in my mind–the brutality, the blood, the makeshift grave. The forest seems to close in around me, its ancient trees bearing silent witness to the chaos that has unfolded in their domain.

As I retch, Ettie continues to stand near the makeshift grave, her gaze fixed on the rocky ground. “We did what we had to do, Alina.”

Her words cut through the fog, a stark reminder of the unforgiving reality that governs the Mating Run. Survival leaves no room for hesitation or remorse.

I wipe my mouth, trembling, and attempt to rise.

The forest floor feels unsteady beneath me, each step a struggle against the lingering shadows of guilt. Ettie turns toward me, her eyes holding a mixture of concern and frustration.

“Alina-”

“Ettie… We… We can’t afford to stay here. We shouldn’t. The cameras are watching. We need to go somewhere they can’t see us..”

I stumble towards Ettie, my legs weak beneath me.

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Ettie’s gaze softens

and we made ours.”

“Alina, survival comes with a price. Elijah made his choice,

“We?” I mutter to myself, my entire body shaking. “What do you mean we?”

Anger pulses through me

mel that still linger in my chest.

like a wildfire, fueled by the charred remains of guilt

The echoes of Elijah’s demise reverberate in my mind, a haunting melody that refuses to be silenced. Yet, as I turn my gaze toward Ettie, a different kind of fury

takes root within me.

“Ettie, it was all you! You did that! It’s not something we both decided on! Why did you kill him?”

The words burst forth, sharp and accusing. My voice, usually soft, carries the weight of betrayal.

Ettie meets my gaze, her eyes defiant. “Alina, he touched you. He was going to hurt you. What choice did I have?”

The forest, with its silent trees and hidden cameras, bears witness to our confrontation. The air crackles with tension, charged with the unspoken truth that now stands between us.

“You had a choice, Ettie! You didn’t have to kill him like that!” My fists clench at my sides, the anger boiling within me. “We could have found another way, stopped him without resorting to… to this.”

“Alina, this is the Mating Run. There are no rules, no mercy. You think he would have hesitated to kill you?

suppress the surge of resentment that courses through me. “That doesn’t give you the right to play judge, jury, and executioner. You made that decision for both of us, and

eyes narrow, a storm brewing within them. “You think I enjoyed

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for me? He had

you.”

unchecked torrent of frustration. “But you didn’t let me decide,

expression hardens, a wall of resistance against the

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be done. If you can’t understand that, then

cut out for

you know what’s best for me, Ettie. You didn’t save me. You just replaced one danger with another.”

harm you, Alina. If that means making tough decisions, then

are.” I say the words, instantly regretting it the moment

biting. “You think you can survive this on your own? You’re naïve, Alina. In

now shatters like glass. I clench my teeth, determined not

But I won’t compromise who

bitter laugh that reverberates through the cave. “Who you are? In this forest,

break me. “I won’t lose myself in this

cold. “Sometimes, Alina, you have to become a

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defiant spark within me. “I won’t let fear and violence define me. I’ll find another way, even if

on my own.”

spectator to our unraveling camaraderie. Ettie’s gaze, a mixture

survive this alone. You need someone

is earned, Ettie. And

of a stifled sob reaches my ears, and I stiffen immediately,

on Ettie.

tremble with the weight of emotions, a vulnerability I hadn’t anticipated. In that moment, my

murmur, my voice hesitant, as if navigating a fragile bridge. “I’m sorry. I… I didn’t mean those words. I just… I’m scared, Ettie. For both

tears, and for a moment, the

said you don’t trust me,” Ettie whispers, her voice fragile like delicate glass on the verge of shattering. “How can we go on if you

the weight of my own insecurities. “Ettie, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. I’m

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a mirror reflecting my own fears. The realization hits me – I’m not alone in this struggle, and

I admit, the words hanging in the air like an unspoken plea. “That’s

understanding bridging the gap between us. “Alina, you mean everything to me. I did what I did to protect you, to keep you safe. If that means sacrificing a piece

and selfless, makes me realize the gravity of her choices. We’re not just navigating a forest filled with perilous

because I care about you. But I can’t blindly accept everything. We need to find a balance, a way to survive without losing

me, Alina. I

depth of my own fears. We’re two souls entangled in the dance of survival, each step fraught with uncertainty. “We need each other, Ettie. But we also need to trust in our ability to make

choices.”

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