Chapter: EpilogueKae's POVThis was hopeless. Nothing stood out to me. I was not one to give up, but every ounce of confidence I had when I first came in no longer existed. Everything looked plain or too ordinary. Nothing stood out. "What do you think about this one?" Darian hollered from the other side of the store, causing a few heads to turn in his direction, including mine. He pointed to a small display under the glass. I walked over to him to take a look. My eyes widened at how stunning the small circular object was. "Would you like to take a look at it, Alpha?" the man behind the counter asked as he slid the glass door behind the display open. I nodded my head, still speechless. How did Darian manage to find this? The older man picked up the piece of jewelry with two fingers and gently laid it on the palm of my hand. "Everything in this store is uniquely made."I raised the small object in my hand to scrutinize it. Diamonds lined the rose gold band in a simple, yet beautiful pattern. The t
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty fourNervousness seeped through me as I stepped into the bustling building full of frantic nurses and doctors. Ever since we arrived, they worked nonstop to try and save Beta Darian's life. We didn't trust anyone over in Canada, so Kaelith used a pay phone in a nearby town to hook us up with a flight. By the time we reached the south, Darian's complexion looked deathly pale. I could tell Vander was worried too by the way he constantly glanced over in his direction. He caught me once while we were on the plane, and he seemed embarrassed. Fortunately Kae was alright, just resting and recovering in his room. I visited him every day to see if he needed anything. While he was out, I did some of his Alpha work for him so he didn't have a lot to stress over once he was able to leave this hospital. When I entered Darian's room, I saw Vander hunched over his sleeping form, his emerald eyes holding so much emotion it made me pause at the door. Darian definitely looked better than before, the colo
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty threeI screamed and nearly fell over due to the sudden noise ringing in my ears. I placed my hand over my chest as my eyes darted up, making sure Kae was alright. Thankfully he was. So if he was okay, then what...?I turned my head when I heard a thump. Keanu fell on his knees before collapsing onto the floor. Behind him stood Vander, a hefty gun pointed directly at the psychotic man. He took it upon himself to shoot at the dead man again, aiming at his chest rather than his head this time. "Good thing I came looking for you," he grinned, looming over the body to make sure he was dead. He nudged his foot for good measures "I found this gun upstairs. I guess it was a smart decision to take it."As I gawked up at him, I noticed some cuts on the side of his face, and blood lingered on his knuckles. Vander sure did a number on those rogues. "Thank Goddess you wanted to come," I breathed out, standing up. "Do you have those gloves with you?" He nodded and pulled the pair out of his bag, sli
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty twoThe wooden steps creaked beneath my feet as I descended, trying to be as quiet as possible. I didn't know who was down here, so being as discreet as possible was my goal. The further down I went, the colder the air became, nipping softly at my cheeks. Darkness also enveloped me, making it somewhat difficult to see. However, I was able to make out the stairs and a little bit in front of me. While the room didn't smell awful, the slight scent of mold and blood wafted into my nose. By the time I reached the bottom, the hairs on my neck stood in alert. I noticed a small window against the wall, allowing a sliver of light into the basement. The room itself contrasted with the luxurious furniture and warmth from upstairs. My eyes continued wandering around the room cautiously, searching for any signs of life. My body trembled when I saw the sight before me, bile threatening to rise up my throat. I held back a cry and found it difficult to form coherent words. My limbs felt frozen in place
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty oneVander and I hid behind a thick tree, poking our heads around the side. In front of us stood a wooden cabin the size of a mini mansion. The back of the building overlooked a steep cliff, the snow-capped mountains and frozen lakes and rivers off in the distance. The scenery looked like it belonged in a National Geographic Movie. Someone could make some decent money if they did a little bit of photography here. It was absolutely breathtaking. I must say this man had a gorgeous home and found the most perfect location for it. The front of the structure contained a large door with a couple tall windows flanking it. A staircase with fancy railings led to the front porch. A buff man stood at the entrance holding a rifle, leaning against the column by the railing lining the porch. He appeared to be bored as he used his nail to pick at one of his teeth. From the tree across from us, I spotted Janet lifting up her gun and pointing it at the guard. She pulled the trigger, and a dart shot out
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Chapter: Chapter ThirtySamantha's POVI didn't know when I fell asleep or how I ended up back in bed, but when I woke up, my body felt somewhat normal again. My hair was still a little damp and splayed over the pillow in tangled strands. I also realized my lack of clothing. Sitting up, I ignored the lingering headache and looked over at Vander, who slept face first into his pillow, snoring softly. Did he bring me back in here?The last thing I remembered was him sharing some of his childhood stories to me, which included the first time he learned how to fly a plane. Eventually I found myself dozing off as the burning sensations finally diminished. Now, slightly cold, I ran my fingers through my messy hair, cringing when they got stuck on thick knots. I glanced around the room for some clothes, but found nothing. Laying back down, I stared up at the ceiling with a frown, shivering slightly. Time passed by, whether it was seconds, minutes, or hours, I didn't know. Eventually, I heard Vander shift on the fut
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Checkered Hearts
Three hearts. One finish line. No brakes.
Arthie calculates everything — brake points, tire degradation, survival odds. His twin Theo crashes through life on pure instinct. Together, they're the most dangerous duo in Asian Pacific GT racing. Apart, neither knows how to function.
Dr. Cyrus saves lives by the millisecond in Manila's busiest trauma ward. He doesn't do chaos. He doesn't do velocity. He definitely doesn't do falling for two patients at once — especially when those patients are identical twins who've only ever had each other.
When Theo crashes at an illegal street race, Cyrus performs emergency surgery that puts his hands inside Theo's chest. Arthie watches from the hallway, calculating probabilities of grief. What none of them calculate is the attraction that excavates damage rather than creates it.
Cyrus wants them both. The twins want him together. The only way this works is if all three stop performing — and none of them know how to be seen at rest.
Championship seasons, cardiac crises, surgical triumphs and failures, and the slow architecture of polyamory built through choice rather than default, they learn that structural love isn't about guarantees. It's about continuing — annually, daily, moment by moment — to confirm what they've built.
Velocity is what they do. Presence is who they become.
อ่าน
Chapter: C13 Hot tiresCyrus POVThe go-karting facility in Quezon City was not what Cyrus expected from twin racers who competed at the highest international level. He had anticipated something sleek, professional, corporate-sponsored. Instead, he found a converted warehouse, the smell of two-stroke engines mixing with street food from the adjacent market, the concrete floor stained with twenty years of rubber and oil."You grew up here," he said. Not a question.Arthie nodded, fingers tracing the graffiti on the check-in counter—names of champions, times in Sharpie, the archaeology of velocity. "Our father brought us. Six years old. Said if we could master these, we could master anything.""And did you?" Cyrus watched Theo across the space, already in conversation with the attendant, negotiating track time with the charm
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Chapter: C12 Formation LapTheo's POVCyrus's apartment was not what Theo expected. He had imagined medical minimalism—white walls, functional furniture, the sterility of someone who spent their days in blood and precision. Instead, he found warmth: books stacked horizontally and vertically, a kitchen that smelled of actual cooking, photographs of people who must be the brothers Cyrus didn't speak to."Sit," Cyrus instructed, gesturing to a couch that looked comfortable enough to sleep on. "I'll finish dinner. We talk while I work."Theo sat. Arthie sat beside him, close enough for contact, maintaining the connection they had promised not to sacrifice. They watched Cyrus move in the kitchen—chopping, sautéing, the domestic competence that felt intimate because it was unperformed."Ground rules," Cyrus said, not turning from the
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Chapter: C11 SetupArthie's POVThe garage at 2 AM was sacred space—the hours between practice sessions when the track slept and the Sullivan Racing team worked in the rhythm of shared obsession. Arthie stood at the engine bay, torque wrench in hand, adjusting specifications that didn't need adjustment, avoiding the conversation that had been building since Cyrus's refusal.Theo found him there, as he always did. They had never learned to be apart, had never developed the social architecture of separation that other siblings took for granted. The garage was their childhood home more than any apartment, any foster placement, any temporary stability."You went to him," Theo said. Not accusation. Fact."You went to him too." Arthie didn't look up from the engine. The metal was warm, familiar, predictable in its responses to
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Chapter: C10 Caution Flag Cyrus POVThe message from Arthie arrived at 6:47 AM, before Cyrus's shift ended, while the trauma bay still smelled of the night's accumulation—blood, betadine, the particular ozone of cautery units working overtime.Can we meet? Alone. Before Theo wakes.Cyrus stared at the screen, reading the subtext that Arthie would never voice: I want you to myself. I want to establish possession before my brother can claim his share.He should have refused immediately. Should have maintained the professional boundary that had already eroded past recovery. Instead, he typed: Medical center cafeteria. 30 minutes.He found Arthie at a corner table, dressed in civilian clothes for the first time since they'd met—jeans, a shirt with actual buttons, the costume of normalcy that ma
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Chapter: C9 DraftingTheo's POVThe hospital corridor smelled like every hospital corridor—floor wax and decay, the particular olfactory lie of places that tried to clean away death. Theo walked slowly, ribs aching with each step, following the directions Cyrus had texted: Radiology, basement level, ask for me.He had exaggerated his pain on the phone. Not lied—there was genuine discomfort, genuine concern about the healing. But he had amplified, performed, made himself needier than necessary because he wanted to see Cyrus alone. Without Arthie. Without the context of crisis or competition.Drafting, he thought, the racing term coming unbidden. Following close behind another car, using their slipstream to reduce drag. Letting them break the air resistance so you can move faster with less effort.He was drafting behi
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Chapter: C8 UndertsteerArthie's POVThe examination room was cold by design—medical facilities maintained temperatures that preserved drugs and discouraged bacterial growth, not human comfort. Arthie sat on the paper-covered table in his racing suit, unzipped to the waist, and tried not to calculate the angles of Cyrus's approach."FIA regulation," Cyrus said, not looking at him directly. "Post-race medical evaluation after high-G incident. Turn nine, you experienced lateral acceleration exceeding 4.5 Gs. Sustained.""I know what I experienced.""Then you know why I'm here." Cyrus finally met his eyes, and the professional neutrality was cracking—visible fissures of the man who had kissed him twelve hours ago, who had watched him drive with an attention that felt like touch.Arthie had
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