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Chapter 20: The Winner Gets the Prize
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2021-11-21 00:00:37Selene did not move an inch from where Massimo left her. She was unsure if he was telling the truth when he said he knows Archibald, but she was also deathly afraid of the creatures lurking within the dark of the forest. She saw enough monsters tonight to last her a lifetime. If she had only known Perseus intended to make her bait, she highly thinks she may have not stood up for Elise’s life. Being tied and leered on by monsters – most of which she never knew existed – was an experience worse than anything in imaginable.
She was fuming with anger with him for endangering her life for his entertainment. It was unfair. She agreed to be a plaything, but he did not say anything about this. She was starting to miss Archibald. She missed the feeling of warmth whenever he was near. She sure hoped Massimo was true to his words, and that she will see him again.
But she was not entirely sure of what Massimo is. She saw him nimbly fly even without wings. She read stories of wit
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