The Pack's Alpha Chapter 12: Moniker

Ziva

It sounds cliché, but Dorian is poetry in motion when he fights. He’s beautiful. Even when he falls, it’s somehow graceful and athletic.

I knew he wouldn’t lose. He just had that look on his face like he refused to lose. Perhaps I need some lessons from him. That thought makes me smile as he is announced the winner and he jogs back to our group with that panty-dropping smile aimed right at