“Oh, yeah,” one of the women chimed in. “Didn’t that one fight go viral a few years back.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked. I knew Roman was a burly sort of guy, but I hadn’t heard of him being a fighter. Every Alpha was in condition for it, so I knew not to underestimate him, but this was the first I was hearing of any actual fights.
The man loaded a video on his cell phone and then brought it over to show me.
“Ready for this?” he asked and pressed play.
On the screen, Roman and another man circled each other in a ring. This wasn’t the kind of crude makeshift ring that would indicate an impulsive challenge like the one we had committed ourselves to.
This ring was more permanent, more professional.
Roman juked left, causing the opponent to throw a punch wide, leaving his side o
