Olivia's POV
It had been a long time since I raced horses with anyone. Back in the day when I was a child, I would run and race with the folks in the Red Moon Pack.
The wind blowing on my face right now reminded me of the good old days.
I couldn't help feeling relaxed.
Speaking of which, Zander's equestrian skills were better than I had imagined.
He was right on my tail, sometimes just half a meter behind, sometimes leading ahead.
I had always been competitive, so upon noticing that he was very close, I cracked that whip hard and pushed my horse to go faster.
When there were 200 meters left to the finish line, I noticed that Zander was lagging behind me by nearly two meters.
Feeling smug, I gave a laugh. Yet just then, the red horse suddenly galloped past me.
When I realized what
