ALEX POV
The sound of the punching bag slamming against Max's gloves echoed in the gym as we circled each other, sweat dripping from our brows. Max grinned, cocky as ever, his eyes glinting with challenge. "Come on, Alpha, show me what you've got," he taunted, feinting a jab toward my side.
I smirked, my wolf, Leo, already itching for the fight. "You’re going down today, Max. No mercy."
We moved into sparring, fists flying and feet shuffling on the padded floor. Max was strong, no doubt about it, but I had years of training on him. My punches were calculated, my movements precise. A feint left, followed by a sharp hook to his ribs, left him gasping.
“Damn it, Alex!” he growled, doubling over for a second before recovering. He lunged at me, aiming for my legs, but I sidestepped and shov
