Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

chapter8 Shit.

I had offered three months because I would no longer be in this world by then. And if Roman still wanted me...well, he could go and sleep with my ashes. But three days? That was hard to accept.

As I was about to reply, Roman let go of me. I swallowed the words back.

In any case, I could at least get away tonight.

"Alright, babe." Roman bent down and kissed my cheek. "I'll leave you alone tonight, then. See you in three days."

I touched my cheek, resisting the urge to wipe it off, feeling disgusted.

I struggled to keep an obedient face as I nodded.

Roman seemed content and finally walked toward the door.

"By the way..." He stopped half-way and turned to give me a meaningful, pointed look. "Harper is your friend, right?"

My mask of obedience cracked for a moment.

"What about her?"

"Nothing. Stay home and wait for me, okay? Don't go anywhere." Roman chuckled.

He didn't say anything threatening, but I knew exactly what he meant.

If I dared to run away, he would go after Harper.

making

this. I will

a kiss. "That's my

Disgusting!

and locked it, then ran into the

picked up the loofah and scrubbed hard at the

my skin turned red and bruised, it still

washed and washed, until I was too tired to continue, and I finally started to

danger. I had to find a way to handle this

bedroom. I picked up my phone, wanting to

influence...I gritted my teeth and thought better

I was going to die soon,

had a future in front of her. She was about to get married. She was going to have a mate and would have pups...

couldn't get Harper into

long time. Finally, I went to the Contacts on my phone, and my finger lingered on the number I'd blacklisted. That familiar name had my heart

a chance against Roman. But he didn't want to see me anymore. If I called him...would

a long hesitation, I still didn't dare

got tired of something, he never gave it a second

him if I called

with dignity... It'd

a spare

be hospitalized and wait for a suitable heart donor, but

for a while, my condition improved after

kicks at my heart five years ago, I'd started to have relapses of heart failure.