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,

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

probably also chose to bring

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

when it got to the top floor. He led me to

swiped a card, and the luxurious door opened

out from inside,

I'd thought Roman would have more vulgar taste than

a strong arm suddenly

and leaned down to

stunning

I turned to avoid Roman's

held a wineglass that looked small in his large, strong hand. The wine was shining like blood under the dim lighting, as intimidating as

expected Griffon to be

never thought he would be in the

economic lifeline of not just the Midwest Packs, but the entire northern hemisphere, while the Starke Pack was only influential

have a

that I didn't make that call

would I lose my dignity, I would have been

how could I expect Griffon to displease his friend for