Alpha Ronan’s POV
Turning towards the entrance, I was stunned to see a petite figure strutting my way.
This was her? This was the warrior who had supposedly taken down Darius's entire elite force?
She couldn't be more than 5'5", with a lean frame that looked built for speed rather than power. Her movements were fluid and confident as she approached, but still she was tiny compared to me.
Yet something about her made me pause. The way she carried herself, perhaps. Or her fierce gaze.
"Clara," Darius called out, his voice carrying across the now-silent arena. "I was beginning to think you'd decided to go back to bed and sleep in."
She smiled, but her eyes never left mine. "And miss all this? Never."
Darius stepped forward, gesturing toward me. "Clara, this is Alpha Ronan of the Shado
