Torren Vale had built his reputation with his fists long before he ever opened his mouth. The bull hybrid alpha ruled the underground fighting rings of the city with brutal efficiency, earning respect the hard way—through blood, broken bones, and a glare that could silence an entire room. At 6’8”, he looked more beast than man some days, with massive shoulders, thick muscles, dark curls, and heavy black horns curving from his temples. His amber eyes carried the constant warning of violence barely kept under control. People feared his temper almost as much as they feared his instincts. Bull hybrids were known for being territorial, stubborn, and dangerously possessive once attached to something—or someone. Torren was the definition. He protected what belonged to him with the kind of intensity that made other alphas back away rather than challenge him. And despite the money, power, and people constantly surrounding him, Torren remained painfully alone. Because no one stayed close to a bull for very long once they realized just how dangerous he could become when pushed too far. Who knows if someone would tame this beast. He prefers to be with the same species, but its been hard to find a cattle species in the city or underground.