After I Let Go My Alpha He Knelt in Regret

Chapter 114

The air was thick with tension as the engines roared to life, a symphony of power that signaled the start of the race. The track stretched out ahead like an unforgiving battlefield, with drivers from every team fighting for glory. I was positioned in the middle of the pack, my heart pounding in sync with the vibrating engine beneath me. The flag dropped, and we were off, a surge of speed that pushed me back into my seat.

At first, I held my position, carefully navigating the chaos of the opening laps. The cars around me jostled for position, drivers making risky moves to gain even the slightest advantage. I stayed focused, waiting for my moment. I knew that the first few corners would be key to making my move.

we approached the first sharp turn, I leaned into the wheel, my fingers adjusting the paddles, my foot gently pressing the brake before transitioning into acceleration.

The car responded beautifully, my near-perfect turn-in and turn-out allowing me to slingshot past

two competitors. My tires gripped the asphalt as I powered through, the G-forces pressing me into my seat. One by one, I overtook the other cars, the roar of the crowd growing louder with each pass. My mind was sharp, calculating every move, every opportunity. I was in the zone.

The lap times blurred together as I continued to climb through the pack. The car was an extension of my body, every movement fluid, every decision instinctive. By the midpoint of the race, only two cars remained ahead of me, their sleek forms cutting through the air like sharks in water. But I

wasn't intimidated. I knew I had the skill and the determination to catch them.

As we approached the final few laps, the tension heightened. The two leaders in front of me were locked in a fierce battle for first place, their cars weaving dangerously close to each other. My knuckles turned white on the steering wheel as I kept pace, waiting for the right moment to strike.

The final corner loomed ahead, a treacherous hairpin that could make or break the race.

This was it-my chance.

But just as I prepared to make my move, disaster struck.

The two cars in front of me, fighting too fiercely for the lead, collided at the entrance of the corner. It happened in the blink of an eye-a violent clash of metal and tires, the screeching of rubber against

asphalt, and a shower of sparks as the cars spun out of control. The crowd erupted in gasps, and for

a moment, it felt like the entire world had frozen.

My heart leapt into my throat as I saw the crash unfold right in front of me. I was approaching too fast to stop in time, and it looked like I was about to join them in a devastating triple collision. My mind raced. If I hit them, not only would the race be ruined, but the lives of all three drivers, Including my own, would be in serious danger.

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But I wasn't about to give up. I had come too far to let this end in disaster.

With a deep breath, I forced myself to stay calm. Time seemed to slow as I quickly calculated the best route in my head, switching between the brake and the accelerator with precise control. The powerful braking system of the car kicked in, and I steered sharply, weaving through the debris and smoke from the collision. My tires screamed in protest as I pushed the car to its absolute limit, but I

didn't panic.

In that moment, it felt like I was one with the car, every movement of my hands and feet perfectly synchronized. I slipped between the wreckage at an almost impossible angle, narrowly avoiding the tangled mess of metal in front of me. The friction between the tires and the ground reached its peak,

the ear-piercing screech of rubber on asphalt filling the air as I made my way through the danger

zone.

And then, in a burst of speed, I was through.

The car shot out of the cloud of smoke, unscathed. The crowd went wild, a wave of applause and cheers crashing over me as I sped down the final stretch of the track. My heart pounded in my chest, but I didn't let up. The finish line was in sight, and I was in the lead.

With a final surge of power, I crossed the finish line, my car blazing past the checkered flag. I had done it. I had won.

The car continued to glide down the track, gradually slowing until it came to a stop. For a moment, I just sat there, the adrenaline still coursing through my veins, my hands trembling slightly on the wheel. The world outside the car seemed distant, the roar of the crowd muffled as I took in what had

just happened.

Then, the door opened, and the team rushed toward me, their faces lit up with excitement. They were cheering, clapping, some of them even crying. This victory wasn't just mine-it belonged to the entire team. Together, we had fought for this moment.

I unbuckled my harness and stepped out of the car, the cool air hitting me and it was then when removed my helmet.

The ares fell silent as my true form was revealed to the audience.

After I Let Go My Alpha, He Knelt in Regret