Chapter 17 He Couldn't Hide His Admiration
- Even Darius—stoic, unreadable Darius—couldn’t mask the awe in his eyes.
- From across the racetrack, I watched Lyra and Rocco leap to their feet like two overexcited pups, screaming Emma’s name as she surged into the final stretch of the race.
- The crowd roared, the engines howled, and in the eye of that storm, Emma was untouchable—fearless, flawless, feral.