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The Formula One paddock had seen its fair share of chaos, but nothing like Rebekah Wolff. To everyone around her, she was simply Toto Wolff’s daughter—a brilliant strategist dedicated to Mercedes. Nobody knew she carried a secret buried so deep that even she refused to acknowledge it. One rainy night after the paddock had emptied, Rebekah stayed behind to finish work. As she walked through the dark garages, an uneasy feeling settled over her. Before she could react, she was attacked. The strangers moved unnaturally fast, overwhelming her until she collapsed onto the cold concrete, bleeding and barely conscious. As darkness closed in, something inside her refused to die. Thousands of miles away in New Orleans, Freya Mikaelson felt a sudden surge of magic powerful enough to wake her from sleep. It vanished almost immediately, leaving behind only questions. Back in the paddock, Rebekah’s eyes snapped open. Pain tore through her body as something ancient awakened. Wind whipped through the empty garages. Lights flickered. Glass shattered. When the chaos finally stopped, every wound on her body had disappeared. In the weeks that followed, strange things happened around her. Electronics malfunctioned when she was angry. People instinctively moved out of her way. Lewis Hamilton noticed the change. Max Verstappen felt it too. Even Toto Wolff couldn’t shake the feeling that his daughter was hiding something. Meanwhile, whispers spread through the supernatural world. Witches spoke of wild magic. Werewolves sensed an unknown alpha. Vampires felt the presence of a predator powerful enough to make them uneasy. Every rumor led to the same place. Formula One. And none of them were prepared for what Rebekah Wolff truly was.