Aliyah's POV

The wind slammed against my face as I sped down the first stretch of the circuit. My heart pounded in rhythm with the rev of my engine. The world blurred around me—trees, barricades, cheering fans. All I could focus on was the road ahead. Every turn, every slope, every rival’s movement mattered.

Asher was ahead for the first few laps, but I stayed close behind him, watching his moves, waiting for my opening. We’d trained together long enough for me to know his ...