“Why do you think winning the match could get you a ticket out of the pack?”
Leo asks Lilith, still hiding her between his body and his body. He knew Lilith was hiding from Orion, but deep down, he knows what he really wants is to hide her from all men for himself. If only he could be so selfish.
“I’m asking because, would it work if I win it for you instead?” Leo raises his wrist for Lilith’s eyes, on it, he is wearing a rustic bracelet woven from dry grass, with a stone that glowed faintly gold at its center.
“This is the proof of registration. You have to sign up in person --drop your blood on these magic stones prepared by the pack witch. The stone will record everything from the three trials, for example, time, speed, and heart rate during the swimming. All of it.”
“It’s so pretty
