Mate. Die. Repeat.
“Five…”I wake up in a glass pod. I’ve been abducted.“Four…”A volcanic arena.
Five alien competitors. Three relics that only a bonded pair can claim.“Three…”He bonded me in a burning temple built from the ruins of his dead world.“Two…”
He told me I was his sacred word for the one who burns beside me.“One…”Then he died making sure I didn’t.“Launch.”Our pods scream toward the lava below. The Mating Games have begun. And I will burn the arena down to bring him back.
