Skylar's POV
I stepped outside to a bustling crowd, drawn by the sounds of grunts indicating a fierce fight. Pushing through, I witnessed Elliot engaged in a heated brawl with another boy. Elliot's expression betrayed deep anger, an unusual sight considering his typically easygoing nature.
The other boy landed a punch, triggering Elliot to unleash the Elliot Barrage—a relentless onslaught of punches. The crowd roared, reveling in the violent display, urging the opponent to rise and continue the fight.
Interrupting my commentary on the spectacle, a realization struck—I needed to intervene before things escalated, especially with Elliot's escalating fury. After all, I was the Alpha; the matriarch.
"Stop!" I shouted with confidence, expecting the crowd to cease and turn their attention to me. However, the opposing boy seized the opportunity to land one last hit as Elliot halted. Elliot shot me a glance.
