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. “I 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.”

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

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

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wanted any of this. I should have been more

eyes searching hers for

emptiness, a void

I mutter, my voice barely audible. “I promise.”

of my failures pulling me

in the chain.

I whisper one more time, the words carrying the

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

blood and the bitter taste of my own guilt. I glance at her, hoping

of the cabin, I feel the gaze of unseen eyes upon us. Hidden cameras peer from behind the trees, capturing our every move. The

they won’t break

alone,” I growl, my voice low and fierce. “Even just for now.”

plea. Their unblinking gaze follows us, a reminder that we’re trapped in a twisted

to be

the small robots, their screens displaying our names and details.

Eyes Pear

Not from sponsors. Not from the Alpha,

I need is Alina, and she’s slipping

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

drowned out by the echoes of our footsteps. The weight of Alina in my arms becomes heater with each step, a burden

everything else becomes a distant blur, and all I can feel is the warmth of the woman in my

I not realize this sooner?

held echoes of

delicate body in my arms, nuzzling my face into the

“I should have realized sooner how much

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

don’t know why it took me so long to understand,” I confess,

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you, Alina. I should have

start.”

if my embrace could erase the scars of the

so much,” I admit, my voice barely audible. “Every moment without you was torture. I should

weight of my guilt hangs heavy in the air. I replay the moments leading to her abduction, each second a missed

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

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,

have seen it in your eyes. I should have

warmth of her skin against mine, a gentle kiss that speaks volumes

love you, Alina,” I say, the words a solemn vow. “I won’t

can’t.”

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

her.

lose you again,” I whisper, my voice raw with emotion. “I can’t bear it,

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