Chapter 6 You Actually Lost?!

Benjamin's POV After much persuasion from my little brother Henry, I finally took a break from my hectic schedule to substitute for him in a race. I ended up waiting at the club for quite a while because the person Henry was supposed to race did not appear on time. Growing a bit impatient, I questioned him, "Where is this guy?" Henry flashed a reassuring smile, "Ben, he'll be here any minute now." Right after he said that, a buzz started outside. I glanced out to see a young man about Henry's age stepping out of a Lamborghini. Not long after, the passenger door opened and a young woman followed him out. She wore a simple grey outfit, her long hair curled slightly at the ends. Despite being an Omega, my wolf Lawrence could not catch any scent from her, which was unusual. She also did not seem affiliated with our Midnight Pack. Her gaze, devoid of the typical Omega deference, met mine directly. "Ben, they're here," Henry pointed out as they approached. As they came closer, I got a better look at the woman. Her skin was impeccably fair, and her almond eyes had a captivating allure. She looked stunning under the lights, and something about her seemed strangely familiar... Henry was visibly struck by her beauty but remained focused on the race. "Thomas, where's your champion? I've brought my brother along today, you're in for a challenge." Thomas grinned, patting the woman beside him. "My friend here might just outpace your brother. It's not a done deal yet!" Both Henry and I stared in surprise as Thomas finished his boast. "Her? The champion? Thomas, you must be joking! I brought my brother, who's a former professional racer. Who are you trying to impress?" Henry scoffed dismissively. It seemed quite unbelievable to me. Just from her appearance, it was clear she was a fragile, delicate Omega. Racing is an intensely demanding sport that requires high endurance, explosive power, flexibility, and balance. These were capabilities that even a regular Beta would struggle with, not to mention someone like me, an Alpha heir. Moreover, this track was notorious for its difficulty, where even the smallest error could prove fatal. Yet, she seemed completely unfazed by our doubts. She looked directly at me, her voice low and steady, "Shall we start?" She confidently tied back her hair, donned a helmet from the table, and prepared herself with swift, assured movements. Noticing my hesitation, she quirked an eyebrow. "What's the matter? Are you doubting me?" Reluctant to race against a young Omega, especially given the predictable outcome, I paused. Henry nudged me, whispering, "Ben, I didn't expect Thomas to get a young woman to come. Let's just go through with it. Take it easy on her, though. She's just an Omega, and besides, she's quite pretty ... " Slightly frowning, I hesitated briefly before picking up my own helmet. I joined her on the track, initially confident of an easy victory. However, partway through the race, I realized I had grossly underestimated her. She challenged me at every corner, almost overtaking me several times. To my surprise, the race became genuinely competitive, sparking a thrill of rivalry I had not expected. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel and focused intently. As we entered the final lap and approached a critical turn, I could not hold her back; she surged ahead with a smooth drift and crossed the finish line seconds before me. Reluctantly, I exited my car to hear Thomas cheering jubilantly for her. Henry approached me, his face a mix of shock and disbelief. "Ben, you actually lost?" "I gave it everything I had," I told him. The girl removed her helmet and flashed me a triumphant smile. "You lost." It was hard to accept. I, the Alpha heir who almost made it as an F1 driver, was beaten by an Omega girl! Frustrated and eager to redeem myself, I quickly challenged her again. "Let's race one more time."