Jasmin's POV
The forest clearing erupted in thunderous cheers and wild howls, the sound crashing through the dense evening air like breaking waves. Alpha energy crackled everywhere, thick with sweat, pride, and raw adrenaline. The fourth challenge had concluded moments ago, leaving the Alphas burning with hunger for what they had witnessed with their own eyes.
Something they viewed as extraordinary fortune if they could claim it for themselves. Their gazes blazed with singular purpose. Mariyah.
She reclined with calculated elegance, provocatively positioned on the lap of one victorious Alpha from the previous task, her laughter tinkling like silver bells as she selected ripe fruit from an ornate bowl and placed each piece between his lips as if he were royalty deserving worship.
