Alpha Ivan’s POV
“Alpha, you are wanted in the main hall.” a voice says from behind as I throw back another drink.
“f*****g hell… what now?” I ask moodily, placing the empty glass down on the bar.
“Sorry Alpha, I think it’s time for your speech.”
I groan internally and ask the bartender for another drink, which he pours quickly.
I take the glass in my hand and turn to see a terrified looking waiter staring back at me with wide eyes.
“Anything else?” I ask him, raising my eyebrow.
“No Alpha, sorry sir.” he mumbles nervously before he scuttles away.
I let out a deep breath and head back into the main hall which is crowded with people sitting around large circular tables.
I walk between them carefully to get back to my own seat.
I vaguely hear Leon’s voice in the background
