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His father had been watching him, and the name written on the paper in his father's hands was Rhett Calloway. Kade slowly raised his eyes from the photograph. Rhett stood beside him, his expression unreadable, but Kade noticed the way his jaw tightened when he saw the name. It was a small reaction, almost invisible, but Kade had spent years competing against this man. He knew Rhett's habits, his expressions, and the little signs that appeared whenever something bothered him. This time, Rhett wasn't simply irritated. He looked as though someone had just confirmed a fear he had been trying to keep buried.

he said, pointing a fork at me, "but you cannot—cannot—go repeating it anywhere." "I'm no gossip." "You're worse," he said flatly. "You're a strategic manipulative bitch who weaponizes anything she hears." "Noted," I shrugged. "I swear I won't repeat who I heard this from." "That, I can accept." He took a breath. "Those two have been rivals since childhood. Not over anything serious—they just chemically can't get along. But Nelson is the reason people think Levi is a weirdo." "I thought Levi being Levi was the reason?"

I went to shower. The water came up hot and I stepped in and stood under it and let the match run back through me in pieces. The final whistle. The crowd coming up. The commentator’s voice cutting through the noise. Both programs heading to Wood Work. The rivalry between O’Reilly and Williams more heated than ever. One point. I thought about the kiss I sent back across the pitch. The look on Richard’s face when it landed. The way all that careful composure had gone for half a second and something else had come through underneath it. That had sat particularly well.

“It’s cranberry.” “How do you know it’s my favourite?” “Well…” He turned around to place his books on the centre table but in the process, he accidentally knocked the cup out of my hand. I let out a gasp when the cold liquid hit my skin and instantly got to my feet so it wouldn't end up on the couch while Noah dropped the remaining books in his hand. “Shit! Sorry, Sorry,” he said in a rush as he moved his hand to my chest to help me get rid of the liquid that was quickly soaking through my chest and I took in a quick, sharp breath before he froze.

Hera excitedly asked. "Rivalee." For the first time today, the group of people had a warm reaction. Something about that name just seems right. "It may sound similar to the word "rival," but in reality, it means "to bind" in Hebrew." "To bind?" Hera asked. "Yeah. To bind and come together." Emery smiled. "I think it's perfect. Rivalee. Despite being rivals, you were able to come together in the end. And now, you've even built a family with each other."

she gently said and tilted her head to the side. "I can't believe I will see him… again," Cassie said in a lower voice and looked down at her hands. She pressed her lips, having no idea of what to think. "If I was the one who saw him, I will beat the ass out of that guy," Evelyn uttered with the grit of her teeth. When Cassie heard this, she frowned and glanced back at her mother. "Why are you looking at me like that? Remember what he did to you? To our family? I didn't know how that brat managed to be at a place of rich people, but if I see him again, I swear to God…." Evelyn’s blood boiled out of anger at him while Cassie remained silent.

“You know I care for you both and I have nothing to do with the rivalry, but this is really weird, you realize that? You hated each other and now suddenly you’re in love? It doesn’t make sense.” “You think we don’t realize that?” I asked. “We have tried to stay away from each other, we’ve sabotaged this at every turn and still we’re here, crazy about each other. I mean who else will ever understand me the way Nathaniel will? He’s literally born on the same day, into the same insane rivalry. We get each other. I wish everyone would understand that.”

I heaved a sigh of relief and slid into my seat, my mind still replaying the encounter. There was something about it. You could almost say my radar was flying off the handle, telling me to stay away from him. This wasn’t just a random meeting.I knew that much. I could tell that if I gave room to it, this would be the beginning of something else, something that would test me just as much as the boardroom challenge waiting outside these walls. For the first time, I understood what people meant when they said a rivalry didn’t need to be declared; it simply existed. And mine had just begun.

I forced myself not to snort or even roll my eyes. Homer and Alexander weren’t just trying to win me back. They were competing. Their rivalry became evident in every little thing: who could leave the most thoughtful and poetic notes, the prettiest flowers, who could remember the smallest details about me, who could prove they were the better choice. It was ridiculous—not to mention suffocating. And yet, the only man who wasn’t competing was the one who already had my heart. Even though Alpha Azriel was not here by my side, I tried to calm my raging heart and growling wolf.

I moved up a class 2 years ago and I was still chasing that first win. “You know it, how’s she looking” I step up next to him he is checking tire pressure. “Yup she is purring like a kitten. Let’s bring her home with a trophy tonight” “I will try my best” Pre race starts we get the drivers meeting and warm up out of the way. Strapping in for my heat race and saying a prayer is always a must. I start 6th out of 7 cars not impossible to get up to the front but it could be better.