#Chapter17

|Present|

The air felt colder.

I wrapped my arms around myself as I watched the numerous motorcycles along with their riders lined behind the starting line.

A burly man stepped out from the crowd and came to stand in front of them.

"Good evening gentlemen. I see we have many strong participants today." He briefly glanced at Hunter and then at Ryder. "You know the rules; there are no rules. May the best man win."

With that being said, he slowly withdrew a pistol from his pocket and aimed it towards the sky.

My breath hitched when my eyes locked with Hunter's. He was looking at me with an...