Page 235 of Knot So Lucky

"Aurora," Adrian's voice crackles through the phone still in my hand, warm and fond and alive. "Go win me that trophy,Tesoro. I'm rooting for you."

I grin from ear to ear, feeling lighter than I have in weeks, the weight of grief and uncertainty lifting off my shoulders like I'm shedding an old skin.

"Always do," I promise, and end the call.

The garage erupts in celebration behind me, but I'm already moving forward, helmet tucked under my arm, every cell in my body humming with purpose.

Outside, I can hear the crowd roaring, can feel the electricity in the air, can taste victory on my tongue like champagne not yet poured.

I have a championship to win.

A legacy to honor.

And an Alpha who's alive and waiting to see me cross that finish line first.

Game over.

I just won.

F.I.N