Commander Malakai stepped out once more to announce the next fight. How Griffin had managed to convince this stern, no-nonsense man to host the event, Violet had no idea.
"Next up, we have the enigmatic Alpha of the South, Leon Draven!"
A wave of cheers and whistles broke out as Alpha Leon swaggered onto the arena floor. Where Irene had looked fierce and formidable, Leon carried a relaxed, cocky air, his combat pants and tight T-shirt showing off every sculpted inch of his body.
Leon, far from finished, lifted his arms and stripped off his shirt in slow motion before tossing it away. The audience hushed for a second, unsure what was happening, until he started unbuckling his belt.
Nearly everyone burst into shocked gasps as Leon casually began undressing right there in the middle of the floor, unbuckling and stepping out of his pants until he was down to personalized black shorts that hugged his muscular thighs. The crowd went wild.
