Oops Wrong Girl to Bully (Angelina) by Xena Kessler novel Chapter 20

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Angelina’s POV

My usually carefree second brother now had an unusually serious expression.

I raised my eyes slightly but said nothing.

You can’t go, your injuries… Zion looked at Leo with concern.

But Leo interrupted: “Il be fine after resting a bit. Didn’t the doctor say is just minor injuries? It’s nothing serious.”

I still said nothing.

Logan, who’d come with me, spoke up instead: “Can’t you find someone to race in your place? Would that work?”

Usually pretty useless, but at critical moments Logan could actually give decent suggestions. He looked at me with a bit of smugness.

I still didn’t speak.

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But Zion shook his head: “We can’t find anyone.”

“Then there’s no way…” Logan could only sigh after hearing this.

Just as several people were at an impasse, no one speaking, no one with a solution-

I finally looked up and spoke:

I’ll go.”

Two words. Decisive, crisp, clear and simple.

Since Leo was injured and couldn’t go, and they couldn’t find a replacement, then I’d have to do it myself. Racing? For me, this was a piece of

cake.

They all looked at me in unison, their expressions changing dramatically.

Zion was scared enough to cry out: “Leo’s sister, that’s racing! Not toy cars Are you… sure you’re not joking?”

I could understand his reaction. After all, in their eyes, the original “Aria as timid and weak, incompetent and powerless. For such a timid girl to now suggest replacing Leo in a race was indeed hard to believe.

“Leo’s sister, I know you’re worried about your brother, but racing isn’t something you can just substitute into.” Zion patiently lectured me.

“Maybe reconsider?

He even glanced at Leo. “Hey, say something! You can’t really let your sister race for you, right? Sure, lots of young people race, but your

sister…”

I didn’t want to hear him continue. In my previous life, racing had been greatest hobby. Those so–called champions I’d left in the dust on

international racing circuits would probably laugh themselves sick if they feard someone questioning my racing skills.

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Leut him off directly: I’m not asking for your opinions. Just informing you

I was just notifying them that I’d be replacing Leo in tonight’s race, not asking for their opinions.

The three of them froze again upon hearing this.

Especially Zion–he opened his mouth, but ultimately found himself speed less.

But Leo and Logan’s reactions weren’t as intense as Zion’s. Perhaps because they’d already experienced my capabilities.

“Let her go. After a moment of silence, Leo suddenly spoke. Let my sister replace me in tonight’s race.”

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He raised his head and looked at me. The usually playful him rarely spoken such a serious tone: “But, sis, I won’t allow anything to happen to

you. You must protect yourself. Even if you come in last place, it’s no big deal. Got it?”

Hearing my brother’s words, warmth filled my chest. He truly cared about he, viewing my safety as more important than anything else.

I immediately nodded: “I will.”

Of course I wouldn’t have any accidents. Not only would I be fine, I’d win the championship for Leo!

Zion had wanted to say more, but in the end said nothing, just shrugged Helplessly at Leo.

The Porsche growled softly as I followed Zion’s directions toward the outskirts of town, heading into Redstone Pack territory. The sun was sinking low, painting the desert landscape in shades of amber and rust.

“So, uh…” Zion shifted in the passenger seat, clearly uncomfortable. “Abou tonight’s race. It’s the third round of the Wildpath Championship-

the Badlands Circuit.”

I kept my eyes on the road, one hand draped casually over the steering wheel. “Mm–hmm.”

“Right. So, Wildpath Championship is basically the biggest racing event for North American werewolf packs. Six races throughout the year, teams from different packs competing for points. End of the season, highest points wins the overall title.”

Got it.

Zion glanced at me, probably wondering if I was actually listening. I was- just didn’t need him to know I’d done my homework on this the

moment Leo mentioned it yesterday.

The Badlands Circuit is… well, it’s brutal. The track runs along cliff edges and dried riverbeds. Mix of sandy stretches and hard–packed dirt.

Super technical. Super dangerous. He paused. “That’s why Leo crashed during practice earlier.”

I said nothing, just watched the landscape change as we drove deeper into Redstone territory. The houses grew sparser, replaced by rocky

outcrops and scrub brush.

“Redstone Pack is hosting,” Zion continued. “They’ve got a reputation for being… intense. Old–school pack mentality, you know? Very strength

above all kind of vibe.”

“And?”

“And they invited Tyler Apex Cross as a special competitor. Zion’s voice dropped slightly. “He’s won the Wildpath Championship three years

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running. In the North American werewolf racing scene, he’s basically unbeatable.”

I raised an eyebrow but kept my expression neutral.

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Tyler’s been dominating since his early twenties. He’s probably mid–thirts now, racing for Thunder Racing Team. Huge sponsors, connections

to half the packs on the continent. When Tyler shows up, everyone else is basically competing for second place.”

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