My eyes nearly bulged out of my head. “Wait... you race too?”
“Hell yeah. Track racing, underground fighting—I do it all,” she chuckled. “Even though I’m the clan healer, I’m still one of the leader’s guides, but as of now, I’m yours.”
My mouth fell open, nearly hitting the ground. I didn't want to judge, but I honestly hadn't realised a woman could enjoy something so violent and dangerous, like this.
Roland patted my shoulder, telling me she had to head into the registration tents to get her gear ready, leaving me with a queasy, excited smile.
As my eyes scanned through the roaring arena stands, my gaze suddenly stilled at the very front of the VIP observation deck. Orion was sitting there on a raised bench, looking devastatingly handsome, with Rook and Liam flanking his sides. I inst
