Crippled Luna's Farewell Half A Life Without My Alpha's Deadly Deception novel Chapter 42

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Instead, she took a deep breath and resumed her search for Harrison. 

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she spotted him near the edge of the track. 

Harrison was leaning against a barrier, his face alight with excitement as he scanned the field. 

“Harrison!” Sarah called, approaching him. 

He turned and broke into a wide grin. “Sarah! You made it!” 

“You didn’t leave me much of a choice,” she replied, her tone tinged with irritation. “What’s so important that you couldn’t answer your phone?” 

Harrison waved off her question, his enthusiasm unshaken. 

“You’re just in time! My idol, Sierra Vex, is racing tonight. Do you know how rare this is? She’s the best, Sarah…the absolute 

best!” 

“Sierra Vex?” Sarah repeated, unfamiliar with the name. 

“Yeah! She doesn’t race often, but when she does, it’s a spectacle. You’ll see… you’ll fall in love with her too!” 

Harrison’s eyes sparkled with admiration as he gestured toward the track. 

Before Sarah could respond, a thunderous cheer erupted from the crowd. 

People surged forward, chanting Sierra’s name as the buzz in the air reached a fever pitch. 

“Sierra! Sierra! Sierra!” 

The energy was infectious, and even Harrison couldn’t contain himself. 

He grabbed a pair of binoculars and pointed them toward the starting line. 

“She’s coming out now! Look, Sarah, look!” 

His voice was nearly drowned out by the cheers, but his excitement was impossible to miss. 

Sarah watched as Harrison leaned over the barrier, his face alight with a fervent, almost childlike glee. 

Sarah squinted, trying to make out the figure as the cheers grew louder. 

When Sierra came out, the sight hit Sarah like a jolt. 

She froze. 

The crowd erupted in a deafening cheer as the announcer’s voice boomed across the racetrack. 

“Welcome to the track, the reigning champion of speed, the one and only–Sierra Vex!” 

The atmosphere crackled with excitement, and Sarah instinctively looked toward the starting line. 

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A sleek, black leather coat glinted under the stadium lights as Linda strode confidently toward the track… 

Her presence was magnetic she moved with the grace of a predator, her piercing blue eyes scanning the crowd with a smirk that spoke of both charm and unshakable confidence. 

Linda’s faven black hair was tied back in a sleek ponytail, and her coat bore intricate silver designs resembling flowing wolf patterns that shimmered as she moved. 

The metallic shine matched the custom detailing on her costume, a powerful message, that looked as if it had been carved from liquid night. 

“She’s dazzling.” Sarah muttered under her breath, though no one could hear her over the roaring crowd. 

As Linda moved past the crowd, Sarah couldn’t help but notice the energy radiating from her. 

Sarah’s gaze drifted toward Alex and Arnold. 

Both of them were glued to the scene, their expressions betraying the admiration they tried so hard to mask. 

Alex leaned forward, his eyes shining. “There she is! Linda’s going to crush it tonight!” he exclaimed, almost bouncing on his feet. 

Even Arnold, usually stoic and reserved, couldn’t hide his intrigue. 

His sharp features softened as he watched Linda prepare for the race, his lips curving into the faintest of smiles. 

Sarah’s chest tightened. It was obvious they were all here for Linda. 

The race began with a howl–literally. 

As soon as the signal sounded, the racers burst forward, shedding their human forms in an instant. 

A mix of sleek wolves with powerful builds sped across the track, their fur shimmering under the moonlight. 

The audience roared, and the stadium pulsed with excitement. 

The transformation from human to wolf was seamless, and Linda’s form.. a striking black wolf with a silver streak running down her back… stood out immediately. 

She darted ahead of the pack with precise, fluid movements, her agility and speed leaving the other competitors scrambling to keep up. 

The track was a treacherous circuit, lined with sharp curves and hurdles that tested the racers‘ skill and stamina. 

Linda leaped effortlessly over a barricade, her muscles coiling and extending like a finely tuned machine.