The Mating Run by Leeka

In His Eyes: Nightmare
Zeke's POV
Inside the cabin, an atmosphere of tension hangs in the air, the suffocating
silence only emphasizing the gravity of the situation.
Alina, with her delicate frame, appeared even more vulnerable as she was
trapped in the woman's malicious grasp. In the midst of an impossible decision, I
raise my arms in surrender, hoping for reason to triumph over the impending
danger.
“Drop your weapon!”
Shouting with urgency, my voice carries across the room. As I let go of the
weapon, it made a loud clatter as it hit the floor, its sound echoing the defeat I felt
in every fiber of my being. Regrettably, I had to earn the woman's trust, and this
was the lone option.
With a smoldering rage, the woman narrows her eyes in response to my
surrender. I glance over at Alina, only to find her unmoving, her eyes concealed
by a blindfold and her mouth muffled by a gag. The sight triggers intense anger
within me, but I must stay composed to ensure Alina remains unharmed.
As the woman's eyes locked with mine again, she pressed the knife against
Alina’s delicate throat, sending a shiver down my spine. I understand her
intentions she’s reminding us of the fragility of this equilibrium, one that could be
disrupted by even the slightest tremor.
“Drop it. Please.”
I raise my voice again, the desperation evident in my plea as it echoes through
the stifling air of the cabin. The woman, however, remains unmoved, her eyes
reflecting the weight of her despair. The sound of her laughter bounces off the
walls, devoid of joy, intensifying the weight of our predicament.
“Enough games,” Growling, my words are tinged with frustration. “Release her!
If you're pissed off at me, take it out on me. Alina never did a damn thing to you!”
“Zeke, you fool,” With a sneer, the woman's laughter transforms into a venomous
retort. “Did you really think surrendering would change anything?”
Her words, filled with contempt, sliced through the air, shattering the delicate
optimism I had clung to in my desperate attempt. My teeth grind together as
frustration courses through my body.
I know the woman, at least by her familiar name and recognizable face. She’s
working at the supermarket and decided to participate in the mating run. She
couldn’t have been more than 19. She’s got her whole life ahead of her.
She's not among the individuals I need to terminate, but if she persists, she'll
become a target. I'll make her death a mirror image of the pain she’s subjecting
Alina to — searing and relentless.
“Let her go,” I pleaded again, my voice filled with the urgency of a heartbeat
pounding in my chest. I watch as the woman's posture stiffens the moment I start
moving forward. I stop abruptly, my hand shooting up in surrender for the second
time. “Listen, I apologize if I took out your mate, but my own survival has to come
first.”
“Survival? He wasn't even bothering you.” The woman spits, her eyes burning
with an anger that I struggle to understand. “We were so close to getting out of
this goddamn game. We talked about having a whole bunch of babies! Why do
you get to have a happy ending and I don’t? This bitch never did shit to me, but
what did I ever do to you?”
Her words, heavy with bitter disappointment, lingered in the air like a dense fog.
The woman, however, remains unyielding, her grip on Alina a vice that tightens
with each passing moment, leaving Alina gasping for breath.
Worry consumes me, making it impossible to ignore her words, no matter how
much I want to. But I don’t have much of a say in the matter. She just doesn’t get
it, does she? Every pack member here is treated as nothing more than pawns,
while the Alpha and his family enjoy all the privileges on a silver platter.
I know her mate, I think I might have caught a glimpse of him at the beginning of
the run. Even though he is a man, he exudes a small and shy demeanor, as if he
were a timid little thing. He appeared to be around my age, or perhaps a bit older.
He was on the list, and the Alpha’s strict instructions echoed in my mind.
He was not only clever but also cunning, making a profit by selling pictures that
revealed the secrets of our pack to others. It was a reasonable expectation that
the Alpha would want him eliminated, and he was fully aware of the danger he
was facing. His cleverness, unfortunately, only extended to matters of money and
nothing beyond that.
I couldn't fathom why the fool would agree to attend the High Council's invitation
to participate in the Mating Run.
There was nothing else I could do.
When the Alpha gives me an order, I can only obey without question.
But she’s in the dark about it. In her eyes, I'm seen as a heartless killer who took
the life of her kind-hearted mate. And there's a chance that he could be. He had
the ability to exhibit both kindness and treachery, even towards the pack that had
been his source of care and security.
He might have had a chance at survival if he had done those things to a different
pack.
But in the Springcrest pack, traitors were dealt with harshly.
“Trust me, you don’t want this to turn into a fight.”
“I'm fighting for what should've been taken care of days ago!”
“Let her go and we can talk.”
“Talk?” Her eyes blaze with fury as she scoffs, defying all reason. “You don’t get
it, do you? This isn’t about talking. It's about justice, about making things right.”
My frustration simmers beneath the surface, a cauldron of conflicting emotions
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that tests my composure.
“I know you want me dead,” I admit, my voice carried the weight of exhaustion.
Any attempt to have a conversation with her proved to be pointless. If I want to
spare her life, I need to brainstorm a different solution. Anything. My eyes scan
the entire cabin, but in the dimness, everything is shrouded in shadows. “But
holding Alina hostage won't solve anything.”
Her piercing scream reverberates through the air, sending shivers down spines
and leaving a lingering sense of unease. The woman's eyes burned with an
intense ferocity, bordering on madness, as she pointed the knife at me,
demanding my silence.
“Shut up!” With a snarl, her words lashed out like venom, suffocating the air with
their toxic intensity. “You should pay for what you've done, you f**king asshole. If
someone does something to you, it's only fair to do it back, right?”
As she speaks her declaration, an eye for an eye, the cabin becomes suffocated
by an oppressive sense of doom.
“Alina didn’t do anything to you, I did!”
“Look at you,” Her lips curl into a sneer as she utters her words, her voice oozing
with contempt. “A killer who thinks he can escape the consequences. I might
have thought you were a loyal mate, but maybe you're just waiting around and
planning to kill her as well. 'm probably the one saving her from you. Well, it's
time to pay the piper.”
My heart races, pounding so hard that it feels like it might burst from my chest,
leaving me breathless. I scanned every camera in the vicinity, feeling a surge of
unease as they all seemed to be aimed directly at us. I could feel the weight of
the audience's gaze, knowing that every pack member was watching. They're
probably all shouting with excitement, placing bets, oblivious to the fact that
someone in this cabin will meet their demise tonight.
With that in mind, words effortlessly spill from my lips without a second thought.
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“I'm not not even her mate.”
I reason, my words a feeble attempt to drown out the thunder rumbling in the
distance. The woman, however, scoffs at my protest, her laughter echoing
through the room, taunting my feeble defense.
“Not her mate?” Her retort comes out as a hiss, filled with venom and anger. “You
think I'm blind? I've seen the way you look at her, the lengths you'd go to for her.
You're more tangled in this mess than you realize.”
The woman's accusation, like a sharp knife, tears through the flimsy walls of
denial I've constructed. A mocking cadence escapes her lips in the form of a
harsh laugh, echoing through the cabin.
“Zeke, just accept it. You're as crazy about this woman as I am about my mate.
Your hands are stained with the same blood that stained mine. You're a heartless
murderer and she’s the only one who has your heart. How poetic is that?”
My hands, once tools of the Alpha, now shake under this burden.
Am I in love with Alina? I have no idea.
All I know is if I am, I shouldn't be.
I'm at my breaking point. The woman's laughter, a chilling cacophony that adds to
our shared torment, sends shivers down my spine. I survey the cabin again, my
eyes darting from one object to another, seeking any sign of an advantage.
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Then, I notice a coil of rope tucked
away in the corner, a sight that offers
a glimmer of salvation. A lifeline in
the suffocating darkness of this
cabin. With a slow and deliberate
movement, I carefully keep my eyes
on the woman, ensuring she remains
unaware of my intentions to reach for
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I can feel the intensity of her gaze as her eyes, swirling with anger and grief,
watch me. Her gaze pierces through me, a burning intensity that fills me with a
sense of impending danger at every step.
Suspicion etched into every line of her face, her narrowed eyes scanned the
room.
“What are you doing?” With a sneer on her face, she held the knife with deadly
precision. I raise my hands in a gesture of false surrender, hoping to distract her
and keep her focus on me. “Stop f**king moving!”
However, the woman sees through the deception. Her piercing gaze sees
beyond my fake surrender, exposing the truth beneath the surface.
“You think I'm stupid?” she snaps, the knife quivering with menace.
“No, of course not.”
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I can feel the weight of the woman's
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my every move. Alina’s shallow and
tense breaths echo through the
cabin, intensifying the urgency of our
shared plight. I seize a calculated
moment and swiftly make my move,
leaving no room for hesitation. The
anticipation builds as I creep closer,
the sound of my own breath
drowning out all other noise, the rope
tantalizingly close. Sensing the shift
in the air, the woman tightens her
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“Stay back!”
The sharp sound of her command was followed by the swift swing of the knife,
narrowly missing me as I barely managed to dodge. I flinch as the knife’s tip
grazes my chest, and a sharp pain shoots through my body as blood begins to
trickle down my skin.
Right, enough is enough.
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With a single fluid motion, I seize the
rope and dash off, disappearing into
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the cabin'’s faintly illuminated
darkness. The woman, taken aback,
releases a scream that shatters the
silence and lingers in the air. The
knife moves swiftly through the air,
leaving behind a faint metallic scent
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as it dances in the woman's hand.
The pounding of my heart drowns
out all other sounds as adrenaline
courses through my body, pushing
me to stay one step ahead of her.
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I circle back, the rope tightly coiled in my hands, its texture rough against my
palms.
“You think you're so clever, but I've still got her in my hands, loverboy!” Her roar
echoes in the air, the knife in her hand glimmers with a menacing intent. She lifts
it up in the air, her laughter growing louder and more unhinged with each passing
moment. “Say goodbye!”
With a sudden burst of speed, I lunge forward, the rope aiming for the woman's
n*ck.