ah's
The rusted hinges creaked as I pushed it open, revealing a row of glossy motorbikes lined like soldiers at war.
felt like it weighed a thousand pounds on my palm. Every pa
ive up with your life be
s. A few steps further, and the f
w up. The Omega with no
jackets, flaunting their sleek bikes and the arrogance that came with having a wolf form.
carry our helmets?" one of them sne
e internet. Poor thing probably thi
tail or claws. How can sh
I turned away, then paused. I could see my reflection in the glass
o
osters. Of Cohen's smirk. Of my nude pictures
ned a
" I said
w chuckled nervously, as i
I'll personally kick yo
taller, more muscled, and the tattoo
?" she asked, show
rew my helmet to the ground, rolled up my sleeves, and launched at her. She didn
haos e
y the time I was done, three of them were groaning on the
g voice interrup
e training yard, a wrench in one hand
!" he s
heavily. Sweat ro
mony? This isn't a wa
hamed and defiant
cting like a pack of wolves hun
thout warning, his face broke into a
hat just
ked. "
old, crimson-colored logo that read: Lyca
Every biker in the r
d. "We're in the preliminaries.
widened. "But
spirit. Now get ready. Train harder.
amed. I rode around the practice field again and again, pushing myself to limits I d
fear dulled. All that
he sho
e when a familiar v
iya
he
He looked cleaner than the last time-his leather jacket crisp, hair brushed ba
nt?" I asked, w
talk pri
t some foolish part of me hoped-hoped he'd say he w
the garage, away
you wan
e suffocating. "I heard you'
d not
You'll embarrass yourself. You'll
ack. "Is th
l thank me later." He
thing. His words e
reaking me, it d
led th
. And I would win-not just
matter how many times
uld alw
s as though the heavens understo
ourna
ed every drop of my soul
hands. My stomach churned with hunger, but it wasn't unfamiliar.

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