The Last Wildcard

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gers steady by force of will, as the island rose beneath them. From above, Elysian Isle looked like it was lifted from a luxury travel feed, with

tight over her ears crackled with static, then a smooth v

ften what everyone knew

drifted into position the moment the skids touched down, red lights blinking alive in unison. The

nd humid, carrying the scent of wildflowers

ng, like a breath drawn too deep. The wind stuttered. The jungle went unnaturally quiet. Somewhere far

stare snap toward her, felt the shift ripple through the gathered contestants. Wolves with eyes too bright. Witches with sigils faint beneath

ared briefly across one

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Wait-who is she

human?? No way

black dress is a

eck her pulse, she look

ng Supernatural's beloved host, her beauty honed to a sharp edge. Her smile bloomed wide

an's gaze slid to Riven and lingered a fraction too long, like she was appr

cutting edge to it. Riven felt

doesn't quite fit the rules." The cameras pivoted, framing Riven fr

se. The kind th

hum

through the semicircle. Riven kept her f

hum

't last

is a s

ght this

e feed

ent Section | Lan

This show is in

s about to get

for her. Underdog en

e wolf staring a

that didn't slide away. She turned a

room by instinct. His stare wasn't just hostile; it was sharp, closer to recognition, as though her existence offended him on

r chest tighten

His lip curled, the faintest tell of anger, and the air between them seemed to thicken, charged and volatile. For one stra

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e wolf guy i

I feel tension?? I

mies to lovers

way he's staring

"Our human wildcard," she announced bright

ed into Riven's

e else," Vivian went on. "To surviv

st one another. Stone markers along the path pulsed faintly, veins of light

id, smile sharpening. "And rem

stayed still for half a second longer. The obsidian beneath her feet thrumm

Jace's gaze follow her. Not like prey. Li

her every step. The