The Mating Run by Leeka

In His Eyes: Memories
Zeke's POV
The soft glow of dawn seeps through the cracks in the cabin, casting a gentle
light on Alina’s still form. I wake up with a start, a knot of worry forming in my
chest. Something feels off, and the quiet hum of the forest outside does little to
ease the
unease.
Carefully, I untangle myself from the makeshift bed, the creaking floor beneath
my feet betraying my movements. Alina remains nestled in sleep, her breathing
erratic. I hover over her, concern etching lines on my forehead. Her forehead
feels warm to the touch, and a frown deepens as I realize she’s running a fever.
I try to gently shake her awake, but she remains completely still, her face
contorting with every twist and turn as the fever takes hold of her.
“You've got a fever. Hold on, I'll be right back.”
Stepping outside, I am greeted by the forest's fresh morning air, while a rusty
bucket catches my eye. One of the sponsors gave me a gift, and it seems like I
accidentally left it there. The metal feels cold and unforgiving as I wrap my fingers
around it.
With the bucket in hand, I walk over to the gurgling stream and fill it with cool,
clear water before heading back to the cabin. Carefully, I immerse a cloth in the
cool water, wringing it out to just the right dampness before softly gliding it across
her forehead, careful not to hit her bruise. Even in her sleep, she shivers at the
touch, feeling the cool water against her fevered skin.
“Sorry if it's cold,” I murmur, my thumb brushing away a stray strand of her hair.
“But we've gotta bring that fever down.”
As I finish brushing Alina with the cool water, a low rumble emanates from my
stomach, reminding me of my hunger. The chaotic struggle for survival had
consumed my every thought, leaving little room to even consider the growling
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hunger in my stomach or the passing of time since my last meal. As I watch her
peaceful form, a silent promise etches itself in my heart — she needs
nourishment, a key to her recovery.
I lean in and plant a tender kiss on Alina’s cheek as she stirs in her sleep,
savoring the softness of her skin. “I'll bring you some food.”
Before setting off into the forest, I make sure to attend to both our bandages,
ensuring they are clean and secure. Alina remains oblivious, lost in the cocoon of
dreams. My hands moved with careful precision, wrapping each bandage with
practiced expertise.
My eyes are drawn to a glint, revealing a small, weathered knife placed on an
improvised shelf. Although its blade is worn and weathered, this tool has become
an indispensable part of my daily routine. As I reach for it, the weight of the knife
in my hand feels reassuringly familiar. I could feel a surge of power awakening
within me, as if my instincts were preparing for another exhilarating hunt.
Outside again, the air is a mix of earthy scents and the promise of the unknown.
The forest watches as I step over the threshold, a lone figure navigating its vast
expanse. The cameras, hidden among the foliage, track my every move, yet the
weight of Alina’s well-being rests solely on my shoulders.
I pause, unable to tear my gaze away from our humble cabin, the memories
flooding back with each passing second. Despite my desire to stay by Alina’s
side as she sleeps, I am left with no option but to leave. I turn away with a sigh,
my determination growing stronger as I feel the gnawing hunger in my belly.
The forest embraces me, its towering trees forming a serene, noiseless ceiling.
Navigating the twists and turns of the familiar paths, I rely on my hunter’s instinct
to guide me. With each step, the rustle of leaves beneath my feet amplifies,
resonating through the forest and igniting my senses, making me acutely aware
of my surroundings.
As the leaves rustle, a small creature scurries through the underbrush, making its
presence known. The knife in my hand feels like a natural extension of my intent,
empowering me with a sense of control. With a swift movement, I secure a small
game, feeling the rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins.
With the weight of the small creature in my hand, I make my way back to the
cabin.
As i peeked inside the cabin, I could hear the gentle sound of Alina’s breathing,
indicating that she was still fast asleep. I noticed that her breathing had become
less shallow, a hopeful sign since I had been away.
Outside, I light a fire and watch as the flames flicker and emit a gentle, inviting
warmth. I take the time to clean the game thoroughly, ensuring that all the skin is
removed before skewering the meat on a stick. With the meat sizzling over the
fire, its savory scent permeates the surroundings, while my mind can’t help but
wander to Alina.
After someone's injected with a Hupnos, I can only imagine the hazy fog that fills
their mind, making it hard to think clearly. I know that their life expectancy
significantly decreases after that. It's no surprise considering their intention to
harm people, which is a common effect of a drug like Hupnos.
While deep in thought, a sudden lightheadedness washed over me. Sweat drips
down my forehead, causing my vision to blur as I clumsily shift in my seat on the
log. I wipe the sweat off my face, scanning my surroundings, only to discover
smoke billowing out from the ground.
“Shit.” Instantly, I mutter to myself and bring my hand up to my nose, trying to
shield myself from the smell. But I know it's too late, I can feel the smoke coating
my lungs with each breath I take. “Shit, shit, shit!”
Since I had a job to do within the Mating Run, the Alpha eagerly provided me with
detailed explanations about their elaborate strategies to achieve their desired
outcome for the entirety of the game. The smoke rising from the ground accounts
for the largest portion of it.
They have smoke that turns Hunters into aggressive beasts. A smoke that can
really mess with people’s well-being. And they for sure have smoke that turns
people horny.
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The smoke they are releasing at this moment is exactly what I expected. Looks
like they're in a hurry to wrap up the game. Because if everyone has found a
mate, there would be no other option than to vacate the field.
Standing amidst swirling smoke that billows from the ground, I can’t help but feel
like the universe is toying with me. Uncertainty hangs heavy in the air, causing
me to tense up, anticipating what may come.
And then, unexpectedly, something completely unexpected does happened.
With a protesting creak, the cabin door swings open.
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Alina appears, her body seemingly merging with the ethereal smoke, creating a
mystical aura around her. As she steps into the open, the shifting shadows dance
across her face, captivating my attention. The moment our gazes lock, a wave of
unsettling realization crashes down on me.
The emptiness in her eyes has faded away, but now there is a disconcerting
sense of detachment that has taken its place. The way she looks at me is filled
with curiosity, as if I'm a complete stranger to her.
“Hey...” I meet her gaze, and though her eyes linger on mine, I can feel the
hesitancy that fractures the deep connection we once had. Urgently, I stress the
importance of my words, laden with concern. “Cover your nose. There's
something strange in the air. Don’t breathe it in!”
There is a sense of detachment in her measured response, evident by the slow
tilt of her head. I'm not sure if she’s intentionally ignoring the smell or if she
genuinely doesn't notice it, but she carries on without flinching. The smoke—filled
air seemed to have left a subtle blush on her cheeks, making it difficult to
determine if it was the cause or her fever. With a hungry look in her eyes, Alina
slowly approaches me, her tongue flicking across her lips.
“Sweetheart,” I implore, my heart pounding in my chest. Without fail, I kept my
hand covering my nose, trying to block out the smoke. “You need to cover your
nose.”
No matter how hard I try, she’s not listening, lost in her own thoughts. The air is
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thick with an undeniable tension as Alina approaches me, her movements
deliberate and filled with an unspoken desire. With soft and curious fingers, she
begins to trace the shape of my exposed chest, igniting a tingling sensation
throughout my body. As she looks at me from under her lashes, a lump forms in
my throat, and a surge of desire courses through me.
She's gonna be the death of me.
A mixture of anticipation and vulnerability washes over me, causing a low groan
to escape my lips. As her fingertips make contact with my skin, a wave of
heightened awareness washes over me, stirred by the intention behind her
touch.
Overwhelmed by the multitude of sensations, I reflexively attempt to shift
away.
But with an unyielding demeanor, Alina’s arms drape over my neck with a
sensual grace, enticing me to move closer. Our bodies gravitate towards each
other, drawn together in an irresistible magnetic embrace, and I am captivated by
the alluring closeness of her presence. Without thinking, my arms embrace her
waist, drawing her closer into my embrace.
Alina leans in, her warm breath tickling my earlobe.
“You smell good.”
As she breathes, her soft exhale creates a gentle melody that stirs something
deep within me. Each word that escapes her lips is like a captivating melody,
enchanting me. I succumb to the irresistible attraction, allowing myself to be
pulled into the gravitational force of her captivating presence. Her warm breath
against my skin sends a shiver down my spine, and I feel an ancient instinct
stirring inside me.
In the blink of an eye, I found myself lifting her up and bringing her back into the
cabin. It became a whirlwind of arms and legs, a chaotic jumble of bodies
colliding and grappling with one another. Moaning and screaming, Alina’s face
was a portrait of pure pleasure. My chest swelled with pride and adoration,
knowing that I was the reason behind it.
As I placed my hand on her hip, I could feel the softness of her skin beneath my
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touch, as I gently pressed her into the
ground. With my chest pressed
against her back, I repeatedly lick the
side of her neck, savoring her taste. A
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I realize — I want to claim her as my own.
To have her completely.
All mine. Mine.
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Holy shit,” With a gentle touch, my
lips graze against her neck, causing a
shiver to course through her body.
My tongue traced a tantalizing line up
her neck, leaving a trail of warmth in
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its wake. “You taste so fucking good.
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I feel my mouth opening, and as it does, my canines extend, sharpened and
ready.
Without hesitation, I sank my teeth into her neck, marking her as mine.
“Mine. All fucking mine.”
As I sink my teeth deeper into her skin, she can't help but let out a pleasurable
moan, fueling my desire.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
“Let everyone know you're mine. Scream.”
“Yours! I'm all yours!”
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I make it a point to satisfy her in
every way imaginable, ensuring that
she experiences pure pleasure and

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lets out screams of ecstasy. I can't
hold back as she climaxes, my
thrusts becoming insistent, driven by
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her pleasure. As I gaze at her, I can't
help but be captivated by her beauty,
now that I know she belongs to me.
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I couldn't ignore the fact that she never once cried out my name.
I pause for a moment, my fingers tightening around her waist.
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“What's your name?”
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“Alina,” With a delicate whisper and a beautiful smile, she unknowingly confirms
my suspicion that she doesn't recognize me. “You?”
A smirk slowly spreads across my face, tugging at the corners of my mouth.
“Put that pretty brain to work and remember. You know who I am.”