Adam's POV

He makes an uncalculated and rushed move that gives a good opening for my final strike to the side of his cheek following up the blow with a strong uppercut to his chin, he is sent flying and he lands hard on his back.

With my opponent lying helpless on the ground, I close in, ready to deliver the final blow. But before I can strike, a white flag is thrown into the ring, signaling the end of the fight. I pause, my eyes scanning the crowd, and I spot Dan, the Alpha of my opponent, as the one who had made the decision. A mischievous grin tugs at the corners of my lips as I revel in the victory.

“Oh, what’s this?” I chuckle, my voice dripping with amusement. “Dan couldn’t bear to see his weakling of a beta get pummeled any further. Wise move, I must say.” I raise an eyebrow mockingly as I glance back at my defeated opponent, lying defenseless on the ground. “Looks like he’ll live to fight another day, though I doubt he’ll fare any better.”

As the crowd erupts in a mixture of cheers and