Ares POV
"That's him! Of all the audacity, he dared to challenge me. He should count himself lucky he's not the woman I despised, or else I would have ended him!" Blaire's voice reverberates through the chamber, filled with fury and contempt. The man before us seems to be devoid of any comprehension, his vision perhaps obscured by the injuries he has sustained.
I advance towards him in the dimly lit cellar, aware that despite his battered state, he remains conscious and attentive. His fingers twitch, and his toes wiggle, indicating that he's still aware, albeit exhausted.
"Who are you?" I demand, my voice carrying the weight of my authority as Alpha.
He gasps, struggling to form coherent words. "Alpha..." he mumbles weakly, his voice barely audible amidst the hushed atmospher
