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Story: Mated to Ruin
“Time is limited, Miss Seraphina. If you don’t dare get on the platform to duel, I’ll just distribute the prizes to our warriors directly.”
The men look at me with predatory amusement.
Every single person here is an elite warrior from the Ashfern Pack. And I only have one seriously injured beta wolf.
They probably don’t see me as a threat.
How could I compete with them?
“I need to use the loo.”
I quickly wipe away my tears and turn to leave.
Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll lose it all right here. Whatever happens, I must maintain my composure. I can’t let them see me break down.
I silently swear to myself: I am a warrior. This is a battle to protect my dignity. I won’t lose.
Behind me, mocking laughter erupts.
“Is she scared? Too chicken to get on the platform? Just kneel down and beg for mercy. Since you’re so pretty, I’ll go easy on you. Hahaha!”
“Alpha, forget about her. Her wolf is practically dead. How can she duel with us? She’s obviously too embarrassed to admit it, using the toilet as an excuse to run away. Oakshade Pack’s greatest female warrior is nothing but a coward.”
“All of you, shut up.”
Talon’s voice breaks through the noise like ice.
He looks intently at the entrance.
Nobody dares to speak another word.
I quickly gather myself because my wolf says to me, “Go fight. I can do this!”
Soon, I will return to the arena.
Under everyone’s watchful gaze, I take my seat. My eyes are still red.
“Let’s begin.”
Talon looks at me, slightly surprised.
To clearly display the prizes, which are my intimate video screenshots, the host’s screen behind him has been transformed into a panoramic surround display. Three hundred sixty degrees with no blind spots, constantly revealing my humiliation.
As a result, everyone can enjoy the view from any angle.
“These are the prize screenshots from the first competition. Anyone who wants them can step onto the platform.”
The host smiles meaningfully. “Only the first two people on stage get to compete.”
Finally, another beta warrior and I stand on the platform, ready to do battle.
The host says nothing but smiles before displaying a text introduction.
I suddenly understand what it is.
It’s a detailed account of the key events from my and Talon’s wedding night. The night of our mating ceremony. Because we had completed the werewolf bond that night, we were both filled with l**t.
Aside from me, the only person who could write such intimate details is…
I tremble as I look at Talon.
He sits quietly, a mocking smile forming in the corner of his mouth. As if nothing in this situation has anything to do with him.
Only when Aelina leans in to whisper in his ear does he turn his body, his eyes soft with tenderness.
The discussions around me are threatening to drown me.
“I thought the photos were hot enough, but the details are even more explosive than I imagined! Such a shame I didn’t get a spot to compete. Kairo, after you win, you have to let me watch!”
The battle begins. My opponent looks at me with arrogance.
“Want me to go easy on you? Your wolf can’t last much longer, right?”
My wolf’s claws pierced his throat without warning. He collapses immediately and is swiftly carried away by the healers.
Despite winning the first round, I recently suffered a serious injury. My wolf’s body still trembles slightly.
Everyone stares at me.
The host maintains a professional demeanour as he looks at me.
“First round winner, Seraphina! Will you continue to stay on the platform for the next duel?”
I am alone on the massive battle platform, my voice weak.
The men look at me with predatory amusement.
Every single person here is an elite warrior from the Ashfern Pack. And I only have one seriously injured beta wolf.
They probably don’t see me as a threat.
How could I compete with them?
“I need to use the loo.”
I quickly wipe away my tears and turn to leave.
Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll lose it all right here. Whatever happens, I must maintain my composure. I can’t let them see me break down.
I silently swear to myself: I am a warrior. This is a battle to protect my dignity. I won’t lose.
Behind me, mocking laughter erupts.
“Is she scared? Too chicken to get on the platform? Just kneel down and beg for mercy. Since you’re so pretty, I’ll go easy on you. Hahaha!”
“Alpha, forget about her. Her wolf is practically dead. How can she duel with us? She’s obviously too embarrassed to admit it, using the toilet as an excuse to run away. Oakshade Pack’s greatest female warrior is nothing but a coward.”
“All of you, shut up.”
Talon’s voice breaks through the noise like ice.
He looks intently at the entrance.
Nobody dares to speak another word.
I quickly gather myself because my wolf says to me, “Go fight. I can do this!”
Soon, I will return to the arena.
Under everyone’s watchful gaze, I take my seat. My eyes are still red.
“Let’s begin.”
Talon looks at me, slightly surprised.
To clearly display the prizes, which are my intimate video screenshots, the host’s screen behind him has been transformed into a panoramic surround display. Three hundred sixty degrees with no blind spots, constantly revealing my humiliation.
As a result, everyone can enjoy the view from any angle.
“These are the prize screenshots from the first competition. Anyone who wants them can step onto the platform.”
The host smiles meaningfully. “Only the first two people on stage get to compete.”
Finally, another beta warrior and I stand on the platform, ready to do battle.
The host says nothing but smiles before displaying a text introduction.
I suddenly understand what it is.
It’s a detailed account of the key events from my and Talon’s wedding night. The night of our mating ceremony. Because we had completed the werewolf bond that night, we were both filled with l**t.
Aside from me, the only person who could write such intimate details is…
I tremble as I look at Talon.
He sits quietly, a mocking smile forming in the corner of his mouth. As if nothing in this situation has anything to do with him.
Only when Aelina leans in to whisper in his ear does he turn his body, his eyes soft with tenderness.
The discussions around me are threatening to drown me.
“I thought the photos were hot enough, but the details are even more explosive than I imagined! Such a shame I didn’t get a spot to compete. Kairo, after you win, you have to let me watch!”
The battle begins. My opponent looks at me with arrogance.
“Want me to go easy on you? Your wolf can’t last much longer, right?”
My wolf’s claws pierced his throat without warning. He collapses immediately and is swiftly carried away by the healers.
Despite winning the first round, I recently suffered a serious injury. My wolf’s body still trembles slightly.
Everyone stares at me.
The host maintains a professional demeanour as he looks at me.
“First round winner, Seraphina! Will you continue to stay on the platform for the next duel?”
I am alone on the massive battle platform, my voice weak.