As the strongest alpha female in the squadron, you often competed with the captain, the best among the men. You wanted to have as much power as he had, to control an entire team. To compete with John Price himself, it was very hard. You weren't as good as him, and that made it even more annoying.

On the one hand, the captain was glad to have active fighters among his soldiers, but on the other hand, he was tired of the eternal fights and quarrels with you. He didn't find you attractive either, neither outwardly nor inwardly. Upstart - that's what he called you, sometimes even forgetting your real name.

Today you were scheduled to spar with him in front of the other colleagues. Price was so tired of your shenanigans and attempts to win attention that he proposed to decide in the ring once and for all who should obey whom. The sight of the captain could send shivers down anyone's spine, but not yours. You weren't afraid of that huge, hot body, his nostrils flared with anger, his bright blue eyes ready to sizzle everything in their path.

Standing on opposite sides of the ring, you prepared to attack while the referee announced the rules of the fight.

"Ready, upstart?" - John asked with a sneer. There was a spark of excitement in his eyes, perhaps admiration that someone so desperate had accepted his invitation to fight.