Chapter 38 — Horse Racing

• Sienna POV
• The sun beat down mercilessly at the finish line of the racetrack. For a moment the whole place went silent.
• Everyone stared at me on my horse, their expressions shifting from mockery to disbelief. Sweat trickled down my temples and made my neck itch. I glanced at Kiran: he was frozen in the saddle, his face drained of color, his deep blue eyes full of pain and stunned bewilderment. His horse, Red Flame, pawed the ground restlessly.