Marked by the Alpha
The man had swaggered into the ring with his lithe, corded muscles and an easy fluid grace, but as I watched with growing horror now, I could see his body turn… denser.
That was the only word to describe it—the weight he seemed to put on in just a matter of moments as his muscles became thicker, growing more corded, and tight. Harder.
His face too seemed to take on an added layer of fat… and wait… I narrowed my eyes, frowning.
Had he added an extra inch or two?
I wanted to cry out, call everyone’s attention to the fact that he was blatantly cheating. I even opened my mouth to do so, but then something, I don’t know what, stopped me.