Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

chapter9

Just as I was done with my preparations, Roman sent his assistant, Mason, to pick me up.

Sitting in that Maybach, I thought Mason would drive me to Roman's place, but I was taken to a mall.

Stylists and makeup artists surrounded me, curling up my waist-length hair and applying exquisite makeup to my face.

I was dressed in an expensive evening gown, tailored to fit me perfectly.

A diamond necklace that was worth millions was placed on my neck.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

Noble, elegant, and refined. But I didn't feel like myself. I looked more like Tara.

If Griffon had seen me like this, he might have thought I was trying to mimic her.

I smiled bitterly.

Finally, I was all dressed up, and Mason took me to Nightshade.

Arcadia. The people who came here were either rich or powerful, both human and shifters

virtually no security cameras around here. And even if there were, it would be difficult to obtain any footage. The rich loved

also chose to bring me

what I was about to go through, I felt like my heart

of the elevator when it got to the top

swiped a card, and the

spilled out from inside, and the

a bit surprised. I'd thought Roman would have more vulgar taste than

a strong arm suddenly

and leaned down to kiss

stunning today,

back the urge to throw up. I turned to avoid Roman's touch, but then I saw the man sitting

and his sleeves were rolled-up. He held a wineglass that looked small in his large, strong hand. The wine was shining like blood under the dim lighting, as intimidating as

hadn't expected Griffon to be

he would be in the same

just the Midwest Packs, but the entire northern hemisphere, while the

didn't ever think they would have a reason

didn't make that call to Griffon the other

would I lose my dignity, I

I expect Griffon to displease his friend