A Stolen Fate
Goodluck Charmtouching my momafter i died my alpha mate went crazy
Yuri stumbles, nearly falling, sand kicking up around his boots as he fights to stay upright.
The referee's whistle pierces the air, like a sharp warning. But the race continues with Yuri recovering quickly and sprinting ahead while I return to my lane. Roxy's shocked gasp rings in my ears.
The rest of the race passes in a blur of obstacles and challenges, but we never catch up. Rhea and Yuri cross the finish line first, seconds before Roxy and me, and the other pair comes in a distant third. The crowd erupts in cheers for them, but the sound is like salt in an open wound.