A Month Of Wild Games

Unraveling Desires

The woman’s presence in the room shifted everything. Cara felt the air grow thicker, as if every breath she took carried the weight of something unspoken. The woman’s eyes, dark and sharp, scanned the trio before her with amusement. There was no hesitation in her movements as she approached, and the tension between Michael, Z, and Cara only grew stronger.

Michael stiffened beside her, his protective instincts flaring. “Who the hell are you?” His voice, though laced with annoyance, also held an undercurrent of something else—something darker.

The woman’s smile only widened. “My name is Selene,” she said, her voice smooth as silk, dripping with confidence. “And I think we have a lot to discuss.”

Cara could feel her heart beating faster. What was going on? She hadn’t anticipated this. A new player? Or was Selene more than just a player in this game? The curiosity—and the inexplicable pull—was undeniable.

Selene’s gaze flicked over to Z, her lips curving upward. “I see you’ve already started the game without me. How typical of you.”

Z didn’t seem fazed. He crossed his arms, the faintest smirk still playing on his lips. “You know how it is. The game doesn’t wait for anyone.”

Michael glared at the woman. “I don’t know what kind of game you think you’re playing, but it stops here. This doesn’t concern you.”

But Selene simply laughed, a low, rich sound that sent a chill down Cara’s spine. “Oh, Michael, you have no idea what’s going on, do you?” she said, the teasing tone laced with something more. “This game has always been about control—control over your past, your desires, and most importantly, over her.” Her gaze snapped to Cara, her expression almost predatory.

Cara took a small step back, trying to regain some sense of control, but there was no denying the attraction, the intrigue that swirled in her. Selene’s confidence, the way she carried herself, was intoxicating. It made Cara feel like she was standing on the edge of something she didn’t fully understand, and yet, couldn’t seem to pull away from.

Selene’s eyes never left Cara’s as she continued, “I’ve been watching you, Cara. Watching the way you’ve danced around your feelings, trying to pretend you have control over everything. But deep down, you’re just like the rest of us. You crave the chaos. The unpredictability. The wildness.”

Cara swallowed hard. She could feel her skin prickle with unease—and something else. The woman’s words resonated too deeply, and it made her feel exposed in a way she hadn’t in years.

Z watched Selene with a knowing look in his eyes, but there was something more there, too—something he was hiding. Michael, on the other hand, was barely containing his fury.

“Enough,” Michael bit out, his voice sharp. He grabbed Cara by the wrist, pulling her close. She could feel the heat of his body, the tension in his muscles, the desire simmering beneath the surface.

But Selene wasn’t finished. “Don’t worry, Michael. I’m not here to take her away from you. At least, not yet,” she said, her voice dripping with mischief. “I’m just here to see how far you two are willing to go. Because the game isn’t over. In fact, it’s just beginning.”

Cara’s heart raced. Her mind was spinning with everything she had heard so far. The games, the secrets, the desire between them all. She hadn’t asked for any of this, but she had been thrust into the middle of it, and now, there was no turning back.

Selene stepped forward, her gaze never leaving Cara as she whispered, “Are you ready, Cara? Because if you want to play this game, it’s going to cost you. And I don’t think you know just how much you’re willing to lose.”

The air grew thick with tension. Cara’s pulse raced, her body craving something she couldn’t explain. She wanted to step back, to take control of the situation, but something about Selene’s presence, the way she knew exactly how to push every button, was too much to resist.

“Enough,” Michael growled again, his grip tightening on Cara’s arm. “You don’t control her, Selene. You’re not in charge here.”

Selene’s lips curled into a smile, dark and enticing. “Maybe not. But the truth is, neither of you are in control anymore. Not when the game has already begun.”

A sudden, sharp noise interrupted them— the sound of a phone vibrating. Cara blinked, and her gaze dropped to her purse. She hadn’t even realized it had been buzzing.

Selene’s eyes flickered to the phone, her smile widening. “Seems like someone’s eager to join the party.”

Cara reached into her purse hesitantly and pulled out her phone, the screen lighting up with an unfamiliar number.

She hesitated only for a moment before unlocking the message.

“Let’s see how long you can resist the fire, Cara. - Z”

Cara’s pulse quickened. She looked up at Z—was this his doing? Was he the one pulling the strings behind all of this?

Before she could process her thoughts, Michael pulled her closer, his lips brushing her ear. “Don’t listen to him, Cara,” he whispered, his voice thick with desire. “You don’t need him. You only need me.”

But Cara was torn. The burning desire in her chest told her something else. Maybe it was the chaos, the feeling of being wanted and desired in ways she couldn’t fully comprehend. She looked between Michael and Z, the two men who were becoming her world, both with their own power over her.

And then, Selene spoke again, her voice dripping with amusement. “The question is, Cara, how long can you keep up this charade? How long before you give in to what you really want?”

The room fell silent as Cara’s eyes moved between the three of them—Michael, Z, and Selene. The air was charged, the tension palpable. She could feel herself unraveling, the desires she’d kept hidden for so long threatening to surface.

With a final, lingering look at Michael, she turned to Z.

“Let’s play.”