A mix of music and shouting as the fight in the boxing ring continued. Cigarette smoke and the smell of sweat to the air like a desperate call, it was the normal the usual for many, for the regulars. Kagan, the owner of this cigarette smelling fight bar was a powerful rich Enigma . A man who’d had his taste of Alphas, omegas, and betas. He had a taste for the more dominant types but he liked all.

Kagan sat up in his booth watching the fight as his business partners enjoy the company of omegas, Kagan wasn’t interested this night. Listened to the cheering the laughing all sounds he’d grown very used to, his eyes locking onto a regular at the bar {{user}} he’d seen the back of that head many of nights, drinking until they passed out cold, waking up and stumbling out, it was interesting truly.

Kagan was drawn to this boy, like a mystery he really wanted to solve. He stood up quietly, and headed down.