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Olivia’s POV
Alpha Callum led up through a set of double doors at the far end of the ballroom. The hallway was dimly lit and silent. My heart thudded in my chest as we approached another set of doors. I had never done something like this, but I knew these games were dangerous.
He pushed the doors open, revealing a luxurious, intimate space. A large round table sat in the center of the room, surrounded by plush chairs. Against one wall, a decadent bed with silk sheets and velvet pillows
loomed, and scattered around were various items—
candles, a bar stocked with fine liquor, and a collection of objects I couldn’t quite identify but that -sent my imagination spiraling.
Callum turned to us, his gaze sweeping over the group. “Welcome,” he said, his voice casual. “This is where we’ll play tonight’s game. As I said before, this is not for the faint of heart. Whatever happens here
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stays here. No judgment, no repercussions, no gossip.”
The group murmured in agreement, though I noticed several nervous glances exchanged. I counted the participants with my eyes–ten men, including Lennox and Callum, and four women. The ratio was disturbing, but I kept my expression neutral, refusing to let my discomfort show.
Alpha Callum gestured to the chairs around the table. “Take your seats,” he said. “The rules are simple: truth or dare. You can refuse, but there’s a penalty —you will drink the whiskey, a full glass.”
The group began to settle, and I found myself
between a Luna I didn’t recognize and Callum himself. Lennox sat directly across from me. His gaze locked onto mine with an intensity that made my skin prickle. I refused to look away, lifting my chin in defiance.
“Do you know the kind of things they do in such
games?” Lennox murmured at me, while our eyes were still interlocked,
A shiver ran down my spine, but I replied coolly, “I can’t wait to find out.”
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Callum clapped his hands once, drawing my attention back. “Before we begin,” he said, “a few ground rules. First, this is meant to be fun. If anyone feels uncomfortable, speak up now and leave. Second, there is no outside interference. This is a game for adults, and we’re all here willingly. Lastly, remember: what happens here stays here.”
The group nodded in agreement, though some men exchanged sly smiles. Callum’s gaze lingered on me briefly before he turned back to address everyone. “Let’s begin.”
My heart thundered in my chest as the bottle spun, but luckily, the neck pointed at a lady while the edge pointed at Alpha Callum.
A soft chuckle escaped Callum’s lips as he leaned back in his chair. “Truth or dare, Luna Moriti.”
The Luna smirked, glancing at the man beside her, whom I assumed was her husband. “Dare,” she announced with a sly smile while I swallowed hard, my eyes meeting Lennox’s. I could see the silent pleas in his eyes urging me to stand up and let’s leave, but I
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looked away.
“Hmmm.” Alpha Callum smirked and gently caressed his beard. An awkward silence hung in the air as everyone waited for him to speak.
“Undress and remain naked for the next two minutes,”
he Dared
I tensed, my pulse quickening. Nudity wasn’t a big deal for werewolves; we stripped freely before shifting, often in the presence of others.
“Easy task.” Luna Moroti gracefully stood up and slowly began taking off her clothes. My eyes drifted to the man beside her, and I was expecting him to look angry or annoyed, at least, but he wasn’t. Instead, he had an amused smirk on his face.
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Curiously, I leaned over to Alpha Callum and whispered, “Is that her husband?”
Alpha Callum nodded. Yes,” he murmured back. “Her mate and her husband.”
I leaned back in my chair, trying to appear unaffected as Luna Moroti slipped off her gown with deliberate,
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slow movements. Her confidence was captivating, even enviable, but I couldn’t help the heat rising to my cheeks. The room grew silent, the sound of fabric rustling against skin the only noise.
Her mate, seated beside her, watched her with an expression of pride and amusement, his eyes glinting as if this was a game they’d played many times before.
Lennox gaze burned into me from across the table, his jaw tightening as he noticed my attention flicker between Luna Moroti and her mate.
His eyes were pleading with me. Asking me Let’s leave now. This game is not for me. But I ignored him. Instead, I focused on Luna Moroti, who was now totally naked and stood confidently before the group, her head held high while a smirk played on her lips.
Two minutes passed like hours as the group observed her with intrigue and admiration. When Callum signaled that her time was up, she gracefully picked up her gown and draped it over herself before retaking her seat.
Callum chuckled, a deep, rich sound. “Well done, Luna
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Moroti. You’ve set the bar quite high for the rest of us.”
The bottle spun again, and this time, it landed on an Alpha seated a few chairs to my right. The edge pointed at Lennox, and I immediately felt the tension thicken in the air. The Alpha’s smirk widened as he
leaned forward.
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“Truth or dare, Alpha Lennox?”
Lennox eyes never left mine as he responded. “Dare.”
“Very well. I dare you to kiss the person you most desire in this room… but it can’t be Luna Olivia.”
“Dare,” the woman replied confidently, her smile widening.
Alpha Callum smirked and leaned back in his chair. “I dare you to kiss Alpha Lẹnnox for two minutes.”
The room erupted with gasps and murmurs, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Lennox. His entire body went rigid, his fists clenched on the table as if restraining himself from flipping it over. The woman with curly black hair seemed excited, her lips curving into a playful smile as she glanced at Lennox.
But Lennox’s attention was elsewhere, his eyes locked
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onto mine, blazing with anger. I could feel his wolf pushing against his control, desperate to lash out.
“I refuse,” Lennox said coldly, his voice cutting through
the room.
The room fell silent again, everyone waiting to see what Callum would do. Callum’s smirk widened, clearly enjoying the spectacle. “A refusal means a full glass, Alpha Lennox. Are you sure you want to take the easy way out?”
Lennox didn’t respond, reaching for the whiskey glass without hesitation. His hand was steady as he poured the amber liquid down his throat in one long, defiant motion. He slammed the empty glass on the table, his eyes never leaving mine.
The tension in the room was suffocating. The woman beside Lennox let out a small, awkward laugh, clearly uncomfortable with the turn of events, but Callum looked amused.
“Well,” Callum drawled, “I suppose even the mighty Alpha Lennox has his limits.” His eyes flicked back to me, a glint of curiosity and mischief in them.
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I realized that the whiskey wasn’t ordinary. A few more glasses, and Lennox would be drunk.❤
The bottle spun again, its neck whirling around before pointing at someone else. But my attention wasn’t on the game anymore–it was on Lennox. His silent, seething anger filled the room, and I wondered if I had pushed him too far.
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The game continued with silly dares flying through the air. Players were dared to strip, an Alpha was asked to eat his wife’s pussy on the bed while we watched, a lady was asked to have sex with an Alpha in a cowgirl position. A Luna was dared to kiss her mate in the most provocative way possible, leaving the table breathless. Another Alpha was instructed to strip and shift into his wolf.
All these while luck has been on my side. The neck of the bottle was slipping past me.
I could see the storm brewing in Lennox’s eyes, his wolf pacing inside him, but he held back. He downed another glass of whiskey, and I noticed he was already getting high under the weight of the intoxicating
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liquid. My wolf stirred restlessly, urging me to leave, but I couldn’t. I wouldn’t give Lennox the satisfaction of thinking he could control me, or I cared about him.”
When the bottle spun again, it stopped with the edge pointing at a lady with auburn hair, and the neck landed squarely on me. My heart sank as the group erupted in low chuckles and murmurs.
“At last.” An alpha murmured with excitement.
The lady, whose name I learned was Luna Isabel, gave me a wicked smile. Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she leaned forward. “Truth or dare, Olivia?”
I hesitated, my pulse racing. Lennox’s glare burned into me, silently begging me to choose truth, to take the safer option. But I couldn’t back down now–I just wanted to annoy him.”
“Dare,” I said, my voice steady despite the tight knot forming in my chest.
Isabel’s smirk widened. “I dare you to sit on Alpha Callum’s lap and give him a lap dance.”
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