The Mating Run by Leeka

In His Eyes: Fear
Zeke's POV
I... I couldn't stop myself. —
The rage pulsed through me, roaring like a hurricane in my thoughts. She
threatened Alina, tried to hurt her. My hands tightly clung to her head, relentlessly
pounding it against the unforgiving floor. With each strike, I could feel her bones
yielding beneath my fists, the sickening thud resounding in my mind. I felt a wet
and metallic substance splatter on my face, chest, and arms, covering me
completely.
Alina... she was there, right beside us.
I couldn't stand by and watch harm come to her, so I took it upon myself to be her
protector. The world faded into a blur, leaving me with one goal: keeping her out
of harm’s way. I spat on the broken mess I'd made of that woman's face, feeling
a mix of satisfaction and disgust.
I turned back to Alina, her head resting against my chest as I cradled her.
Her open eyes stared into nothingness, devoid of any expression. I shook her
softly, desperately trying to get her attention.
No response. Nothing.
Panic took hold of me, paralyzing my thoughts and sending shivers down my
spine. I held her tighter, my words of reassurance mingling with the scent of her
hair.
Was she hurt?
Was it something the woman did to her?
I don’t know. I'm scared shitless.
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1. me.
I had no idea I could even feel this much, the rush of emotions overvintring
I hold Alina close, her fragile form trembling within my arms.
The cold reality of the situation bites at my soul, and I feel the weight of guilt
pressing down on me like a thousand—ton boulder. Her body feels so small
against mine, and the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest is the only sign that she’s
still breathing.
I press my forehead against hers, the warmth of her skin sending a shiver down
my spine. It's as if I can feel the fever radiating from her, a scorching heat that
matches the flames of regret burning within me. The air is thick and suffocating, a
constant reminder of the weight of my guilt.
She looks ahead, her eyes vacant and distant, as if lost in her own thoughts. It's
a sight that pierces through me, and I feel a lump forming in my throat. I want to
reach into the depths of her soul and pull her back from wherever she’s gone, but
I
know it's a place only she can navigate.
“Alina,” I whisper, my voice barely audible as it cracks. “l messed up, Alina. I'm so
sorry. It's my fault, all of it. I should've been there for you, protected you.”
She doesn’t react. She's not looking at me.
It's like she’s lost in some place I can't reach.
“Please, please come back to me.”
Her breaths are heavy and strained, filling the room with an uncomfortable
sound. It’s a painful reminder of what I've done, of the consequences that I can’t
escape. If only I had been there for her, things might have been different. That
was the responsibility I took on for myself. I had the freedom to do one thing, and
I couldn't seize the opportunity to do it as best as I could.
I blink repeatedly, trying to clear my blurry vision, only to realize that tears are
streaming down my face. Words escape my lips in a hushed whisper as I press
gentle kisses on the side of her head. “I know you won't believe me, but I never
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wanted this for you. I never wanted any of this. I should have been more careful,
more aware. It's because of me that they did this to you.”
1 lift my head, my eyes searching hers for any sign of recognition.
But all I find is emptiness, a void where her vibrant spirit used to reside.
“I'll fix this,” I mutter, my voice barely audible. “I promise.”
The room echoes with the heavy sigh that escapes my lips. It feels like I'm
drowning in my own inadequacies, the weight of my failures pulling me under.
But I can’t let her see my weakness. I have to be strong for her, even when I feel
like the
weakest link in the chain.
“I'm sorry,” I whisper one more time, the words carrying the weight of a thousand
regrets. “I'm so sorry.”
I carefully lifted Alina into my arms, her frail body resting against mine. The
weight of her is both unbearable and necessary. The lifeless bodies of those who
brought about this chaos lay before me, their eyes locked in a haunting
emptiness as I carefully step over them.
The air is heavy with the scent of blood and the bitter taste of my own guilt. I
glance at her, hoping for a sign that she’s still with me. Nothing. I sigh.
As I carry her out of the cabin, I feel the gaze of unseen eyes upon us. Hidden
cameras peer from behind the trees, capturing our every move. The anger builds
within me, a fire fueled by the violation of our privacy. My glare meets each lens,
a
silent warning that they won't break me.
“Leave us alone,” I growl, my voice low and fierce. “Even just for now.”
But the cameras continue to watch, indifferent to my plea. Their unblinking gaze
follows us, a reminder that we're trapped in a twisted game we have no choice
but to be in.
I step over the small robots, their screens displaying our names and details.
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I don't need anything. Not from sponsors. Not from the Alpha,
What I need is Alina, and she’s slipping away,
The forest is eerily silent, as if mourning the tragedy that unfolded within es
depths. The path ahead is treacherous, and I navigate it with a determination ton
from desperation. The sensation of Alina’s body against my chest offers solace
tinged with the bitter taste of regret,
The trees cast long shadows, and the distant sounds of nature are drowned out
by the echoes of our footsteps. The weight of Alina in my arms becomes heater
with each step, a burden I willingly bear, I stumble over roots and rocks, my foous
solely on Alina.
In that moment, everything else becomes a distant blur, and all I can feel is the
warmth of the woman in my embrace,
How did I not realize this sooner?
The familiar path to our cabin, lined with tall trees and fallen leaves, serves as a
bittersweet reminder of what we once shared. Finally, the cabin emerges through
the foliage, a small haven that once held echoes of our laughter and shared
moments. I tenderly settle Alina onto the makeshift bed we constructed, the
warmth of the blankets embracing her. The worn blankets and pillows carry the
weight of the countless nights we spent here.
I lie down next to her, wrapping my arms around her tightly. I hold her delicate
body in my arms, nuzzling my face into the softness of her hair. Her scent lingers
in the air, a sweet and intoxicating fragrance.
“I'm sorry, Alina,” I whisper, my voice choked with regret. “I should have realized
sooner how much I need you.”
As I place my chin on top of her head, the tears flow, burning and impossible to
control. They fall onto her hair, mingling with the strands. My apologies spill out
between sobs, a desperate plea for forgiveness.
“I don’t know why it took me so long to understand,” I confess, my voice a
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broken murmur. “I can't live without you, Alina. I should have known it from the
start.”
I hold her tighter, as if my embrace could erase the scars of the past.
“I missed you so much,” I admit, my voice barely audible. “Every moment without
you was torture. I should have come for you sooner.”
The weight of my guilt hangs heavy in the air. I replay the moments leading to her
abduction, each second a missed opportunity to save her from this nightmare,
“I thought I could live without you,” I continue, my words a desperate confession.
“But every breath felt like a betrayal. I can't do it, Alina. I can’t live without you.”
My fingers glide in circular patterns on her back, as if trying to erase the
emptiness reflected in her eyes. As I gaze upon her bruises and scars, I am
reminded of the unimaginable horrors she has faced, and I yearn to wipe away
every trace.
“Why did it take me so long to realize?” I murmur, my voice breaking. “I should
have seen it in your eyes. I should have known you needed me. Just as much as
I needed you.”
I press my lips against her forehead, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine,
a gentle kiss that speaks volumes of the love I couldn’t put into words.
“I love you, Alina,” I say, the words a solemn vow. “I won't let you go again. I
can't”
With tenderness, I hold her face in my hands, my fingertips tracing the contours
of her cheeks. Her eyes, once full of life, now hold an empty gaze. I lock eyes
with her, my gaze filled with the profound regret and overwhelming affection I
have for
her.
“I can’t lose you again,” I whisper, my voice raw with emotion. “I can't bear it,
Alina.”
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Nothing.
“I can’t change what happened,” I admit, a heavy truth hanging between us. “But
I'll do everything to make it right. I promise.”
I pull her into another embrace, acutely aware of how delicate she feels in my
arms. She lies still, her fragile form resembling a shattered porcelain doll. I cradle
her in my arms, swaying softly in an attempt to soothe the nightmares that linger.
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As I finally succumb to sleep,
darkness engulfs the cabin, making
me hold onto Alina tighter, as if afraid
she might disappear in the night. My
tears have left salty trails on her hair,
silent witnesses to the pain etched in
every breath. As the night grows
quiet, it wraps around us, providing
solace for our shattered souls. As I
drift off to sleep, I am reluctantly
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Startled, I wake up abruptly, my body jolting upright from the makeshift bed.
I can feel the pounding of my heart, like the distant beat of a drum, filling the
silence around me. The lingering effects of a nightmare cling to me, dissipating
into thin air as I desperately inhale.
Suddenly, I am struck by the cold and emptiness of the space beside me.
“Alina?”
I call out, my voice barely audible in a raspy whisper. My throat constricts with
panic as I desperately scan the darkness, searching for any sign of her.
“Shit!”
With a desperate urgency, I curse aloud, the word escaping my lips like a bolt of
lightning. I struggle to stand up, my mind overwhelmed by a whirlwind of fear. My
breaths escape my lips in ragged gasps, as if each one is desperately seeking
reassurance.
Leaving the cabin behind, I sprint into the open, the chill of the night air
awakening my senses. The trees stand tall, silent sentinels that guard our
isolated sanctuary. With wild eyes, I scan the surroundings, desperate to catch
even the
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slightest sign of her presence.
“Alinal”
I scream her name, the piercing sound shattering the calm of the night. My
desperate plea is met with a mocking echo that reverberates in the air. I can feel
my heartbeat thumping in my ears, masking the sound of leaves rustling and an
owl hooting in the distance.
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Each fleeting shadow seems to taunt
my senses, creating a constant state
of uncertainty and suspicion.
Tripping over the uneven ground, I
frantically glance around, trying to
take in every detail. I feel the forest
pressing in, the towering trees
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I press on, my legs propelling me deeper into the darkness, fueled by a sense of
urgency that defies logic. My clothes get caught on the branches, creating a
constant tug and pull as I navigate through the uneven forest floor.
The realization crashes over me like a wave
she’s been taken again.
The nightmare that haunted my sleep has come true, and now I am living in a
waking nightmare. The anguish in my chest intensifies, a burning sensation that
engulfs me completely.
“Alina!”
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I scream again, my voice echoing
through the empty silence, a raw plea
that hangs in the air. Tears stream
down my face, distorting my view, as
I lurch forward, consumed by
reckless desperation. The world
around me becomes a swirling mass
of shadows and shapes, each one
concealing the potential hiding place
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And then, I hear a faint sound a branch breaking.