Selected (book one)

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Parts 10
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Every forty years, fifty women are chosen to compete in the Choosing Festival for the love of our soon to be alpha. 
    
    Ridiculously, I was one of them.
    
    Only when four planned weeks turn to one, the fault lands on me with a stupid little spark. 
    
    A bond, created by the Moon Goddess.
    
    ~•~
    
    "Do I have to go?" I whine, fingers twiddling in my lap when realization of how real the invite was to battle for the love of our soon to be alpha. 
    
    Lilah, my friendly neighbors daughter that knows more about me than anyone else, sips her steaming hot green tea and gives me a pointed look that says 'you know farewell you don't have a choice'. Instead of giving in to the known fact, I like to believe women do have a choice like men. Only, deep inside my brain, the truth sits covered in spiderwebs and dust.
    
    "I would take your spot but," Her emerald eyes move to the table surface in pain. "that's not possible." 
    
    "I'll just get myself eliminated." She jerks her head up and gives me a hard look. "I can see the news now. 'Competitor eliminated for harassing the alpha family'." 
    
    "Do you want yourself killed?!"
    
    "Maybe."All Rights Reserved

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Every forty years, fifty women are chosen to compete in the Choosing Festival for the love of our soon to be alpha. 
    
    Ridiculously, I was one of them.
    
    Only when four planned weeks turn to one, the fault lands on me with a stupid little spark. 
    
    A bond, created by the Moon Goddess.
    
    ~•~
    
    "Do I have to go?" I whine, fingers twiddling in my lap when realization of how real the invite was to battle for the love of our soon to be alpha. 
    
    Lilah, my friendly neighbors daughter that knows more about me than anyone else, sips her steaming hot green tea and gives me a pointed look that says 'you know farewell you don't have a choice'. Instead of giving in to the known fact, I like to believe women do have a choice like men. Only, deep inside my brain, the truth sits covered in spiderwebs and dust.
    
    "I would take your spot but," Her emerald eyes move to the table surface in pain. "that's not possible." 
    
    "I'll just get myself eliminated." She jerks her head up and gives me a hard look. "I can see the news now. 'Competitor eliminated for harassing the alpha family'." 
    
    "Do you want yourself killed?!"
    
    "Maybe."

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