Ignoring me, Leif leaned his elbows on his knees. “My reasons for being here aren’t typical. It’s all because of my blood test. You see, I was really looking forward to finding my fated mate. I did the test as soon as I was old enough. The problem was, I was matched with this female shifter in another pack. She was terrible. Like an absolute disaster of a person. I refused the mating.”
“That’s not weird to me,” I said. “If I had to do it again, I’d probably refuse my douchebag of a fated mate, too.”
Zoe sighed in exasperation. Leif chuckled and looked at her. “Is she always this oblivious?”
“On most things?” Zoe said, “No. I think her head’s a bit out of the game at the moment. The show’s got her so stressed, she can’t think straight.”
Heat crept up my neck. “Can you two please remember that I’m in the room with you? What the hell are you talking about?”
“I was hoping,” Leif said, “that instead of a female shifter, the blood test would pair me with a certain gorgeous male shifter. One who happened to get on this show.” He shrugged. “I sort of followed him here.”
“Oh,” I said. Wow, was I a dumbass.
Looking back on it, Leif had been the least flirtatious with me. His few attempts had seemed forced and awkward. Now that I knew, it made perfect sense. He had no desire to be with me. I felt more than dumb; I felt blind.
“I’m sorry, Leif.” I had no idea what I was apologizing for, but I was confused about how to proceed.
“It’s fine. I thought I’d been doing my best to fit in with the other guys. No offense, Kira, you are beautiful but not really my type, you know?”
I chuckled. “Right. So, who’s the lucky guy? Who did you follow here?”
Leif’s mouth snapped shut, and he chewed at the inside of his cheek. He looked like he was thinking about whether he should say anything.
Zoe gasped and clapped a hand to her mouth. “It’s J.D., isn’t it? That’s who you want to bang.”
Leif didn’t answer, but his cheeks flushed, and he winced in embarrassment. It was all the answer we needed.
“I knew it!” Zoe shouted in triumph. “I thought I saw you making googly eyes at him at dinner last night.”
Leif nodded. “Yeah. It’s him.”
I smiled at Leif. “That’s great, but why come out here? Everyone knows the show is super dangerous. The odds of two male alphas getting out alive are really low.”
“I understand that. Part of me coming on the show was to help make sure J.D. got home alive. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but he’s kind of a goofball. He’s not built for this.”
Putting my back against the wall, I said, “I can’t promise anything, Leif, but you both seem like nice guys. I’ll do what I can to make sure you both get home safe.”
“Thanks,” Leif said. “I appreciate that. But don’t go out of your way for me. Worry about J.D. Going home would end pretty badly for me. Things didn’t, for want of a better word, go well with my pack when I refused my pairing.”
I shrugged. “That’s no reason to run off to your death. You could join an unofficial pack or be a lone wolf.”
Leif scoffed. “I think I’d rather take my chances on Bloodstone Island.”
I was getting irritated with his flippant rejection of the idea. I wanted to defend lone wolves and the outlier packs. I was about to retort when Zoe’s eyes locked on mine, the warning clear. She knew what I was about to say, could see it in my face. Except Leif didn’t know about my knowing Wyatt before the start of the show. Besides, there was really no use arguing. Hell, I’d had the same feelings toward lone wolves until…well…when had I changed my tune? Was it when Wyatt gave me the best orgasms of my life? Maybe. Probably.
I shook my head to clear it. “I need a shower.”
I headed to the bathroom and stripped off my dress. I sighed with relief as the steaming hot water sluiced over my skin, taking Wyatt’s scent with it. I hated to admit it, but washing his scent of me sent a twinge through my heart. Part of me wanted his smell on me. That made me a little uncomfortable, and I finished showering as quickly as I could.
After drying off and putting on a robe, I went back to the bedroom. Zoe and Leif were still sitting and talking.
Leif saw me and stood. “I should probably head back now. Maybe I can alleviate any concerns the other guys might have about Wyatt taking so long to get back.”
“Is it weird?” Zoe asked. “Staying in the same room with everyone? It’s gotta be like summer camp or something, right?”
Leif gave us both a pained expression. “To be honest, it’s kinda miserable. Most of the guys are annoying as hell, especially once the cameras stop rolling. Kira, let me tell you, you’ve got good taste. You’ve picked one of the few guys who makes it bearable here.”
He opened the door and waved goodbye to us. After he shut it behind him, Zoe rounded on me, pinning me in place with her stare.
“So,” she said, tilting her head to the side. “Wyatt?”
Running a towel over my hair, I walked away. “We aren’t doing this, Zoe.”
“Correct. Because you’ve already been doing something else, or should I say someone else.”
“It was another mistake, Zoe. Simple as that. I was horny and needed to relieve some stress. Wyatt simply happened to be in the right place at the right time again.”
“Really? Would that story be the same if you’d been on a date with Leif?”
I laughed and rolled my eyes. “Of course not. He’s gay, Zoe. Mine isn’t the type of body to get him hard, if you know what I mean.”
Zoe scrunched up her nose and waved her hands in the air. “Yeah, I know, but that’s not what I mean. Don’t you think it’s time to admit something to yourself?”I dropped the towel on the floor. “Admit what, Zoe?”She put her hands on her hips. “Admit that you actually aren’t upset that Wyatt followed you here.” She gestured vaguely to the door. “What Leif is doing for J.D. is the same thing Wyatt’s doing for you. He’s putting his life on the line to make sure you get home safe.”“Well, yeah, Zoe. What Leif is doing is romantic. What Wyatt is doing is…I don’t know–”“Romantic?” Her tone dripped with sarcasm.“There’s not a romantic bone in Wyatt’s body. No.”“Is that a fact or just what you’re telling yourself?”Outside, strange squeals, squawks, and screams came from the jungle. They did nothing to improve my mood.“I’m not sure, okay?” I hissed. “Are you happy? I don’t know. All I know is that I can’t, under any circumstances, let Wyatt get killed here. You know me. You know what tha
I grabbed the closest clothes—a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt—and yanked them on before shoving my feet into my shoes.“Why are you in such a hurry?” Nathaniel asked.I glanced up at him. He was still working on his hair.“I didn’t know it was any of your business,” I said.He turned and shot me a shit-eating grin. “Someone’s in a pissy mood. What happened? Did you try to slip the ole salami to Kira last night? She shoot you down? Not surprising. She probably likes guys with”—he grabbed his crotch and squeezed—“a little more under the hood, you know?”Ignoring the crude remark, I headed out the door and followed Omar and Tate’s scents. The farther I got from the alpha den, the stronger the smells got. The scents were mixing and hard to differentiate, but they were definitely together.I saw the film crew come down a hallway, so I quickly hid in a small coat closet. They carried trays of food and looked to have come from another of the hidden staff areas, like the one Kira and I had
Omar and Tate looked unsure, but they’d stopped trying to intimidate me. Omar looked the more wary of the two. Tate looked less certain of what I’d said.His face twisted into a scowl. “Bro, you had one fucking date with Kira. You’re sitting here acting like you know so much about her. Like you actually know what she’d do. Get the fuck outta here.”I couldn’t tell them that I did know what Kira would do. There was no doubt in my mind that Kira would do all the things I’d said. If one thing about her was true, it was that she could hold a grudge. If any of these guys crossed her or did something awful to a contestant she liked, she’d cut ties and not bat an eye as they screamed for help. It was as simple as that.Rather than give away my secret, I shrugged and grinned at him. “I got a pretty good read on her during our date last night. All I can say is you should try not to be assholes if you can avoid it.”Before either of them could retort, our bracelets started blinking. Several flo
I gave him an awkward smile. “Uh…yeah, it was great, actually. Really fun.”“I had fun as well,” Kira said, her voice clipped and perfectly pitched—exactly how she thought the showrunners wanted her to act.Von clapped. “Well, I have some exciting news. The final contestant is on his way. He was unfortunately delayed, but he will arrive on Bloodstone Island later today to meet all of you.”With everything going on, I kept forgetting that another alpha would be joining us. What made this guy special enough to get a free pass to miss not only the first couple days of the show but also the first dangerous challenge? He was getting to jump in without risking his life as much as the rest of us already had. It made me a bit paranoid.“The final edits for the first episode were fantastic,” Von went on. “It aired last night, and all I can say is wow. It looks amazing. You have outdone yourselves with drama, danger, sexiness, and tension. We already have fan groups forming. I thought you’d lik
Von’s eyebrows flew up. “Ooooh, I thought that might be the case. Well, if you so desire, there is an additional bonus for you, Miss Durst. A glowing gem has been hidden deep within Dark Swamp. If you find that and survive the challenge, you will be able to send one of these men back home.“Maybe one of them is simply too much for you to handle, or perhaps you’ll take pity on one of the men you think is too beautifully gentle to survive the game. Either way, they will be sent packing. They will not receive any prize money or be reimbursed for their time in any way. What they will get is the chance to go home alive and live out their days as a reject or lone wolf, however they like. For some, it might be the greatest reward. For others, a terrible indignity. Remember, Kira, choose wisely.”If I could get that gem and send Wyatt home, he’d have no choice but to go. The showrunners and security here would force him onto a chopper, and he’d be flown back. He could pull whatever strings he
These clubs would require us to get much closer than I wanted. It would be like trying to fight a bear shifter with a baseball bat, but it was better than nothing. I smiled brightly as the witch handed mine to me.“Now, our cameras have already made their way to the location, and when our contestants are ready, our team will teleport them to Dark Swamp.” Von looked at our group expectantly. “Anyone have any objections?”“No!” Nathaniel shouted. “Let’s get this show on the road. I’m ready to kick some ghost ass!”“Very well,” Von said, nodding to the team of spellcasters.The witch who’d given me my weapon placed a hand on my shoulder. In the blink of an eye, I was no longer at Reject Mansion. The bright sun that had been overhead was gone, replaced by steely gray clouds that made it look like late afternoon rather than late morning. I could sense that the guys were fairly close to me but still spread out.The humidity made it hard to breathe, almost like we were underwater. I was alre
To my horror, we were not only trapped in the magical bubble with ghosts but with three six-foot-long baby basilisks that writhed out from under a knot of roots. Pushing myself up to my hands and knees, I heard J.D. scream and saw him swinging his enchanted club at the serpentine beasts as they snapped their poisonous jaws at him.Tate and Abel shifted on instinct, stupidly dropping their weapons as they did. I had no clue why they would do that. The wolf form of a shifter was even less of a match for a ghost than the human form. Without hands, they couldn’t wield the only weapons that would work against them.My fingers tightened on my club as a ghost came flying like a jet toward Wyatt. Its arms were outstretched, ready to attack him or slip into his body to possess him. I leaped up and swung my club, slamming it into the ghost right before it got to Wyatt. There was an electric crackle as the orb at the top of the club made contact. The specter shrieked and flew through the barrier
A bright flash of light blinded me for an instant. The swamp vanished, then I was on my knees on the mansion’s veranda. The others were with me, and healers rushed forward to help the injured contestants. I wiped blood and mud from my face as Von stepped forward, applauding.“Marvelous job,” he cooed. “I truly think the Fight for Survival might be my favorite challenge. You all could not have done better.”The cameras whirled around us, capturing us at different angles and zooming in on our injuries.My throat was sore from screaming and yelling during the battle, and my voice rasped when I called out to Von. “Where’s Nathaniel? Did he make it?”Von’s face fell into what I thought was his best attempt at sorrow. “Unfortunately, our good friend Nathaniel has been eliminated. May he rest easy, knowing that like Ryan, The Reject Project will send his family a small financial prize for their wonderful performances. Their stories will live on in the lore of The Reject Project.”Great, I th