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.

nightclub in Arcadia. The people who came here were either rich

no security cameras around here. And even if there were, it would be difficult to obtain

bring me here

what I was about to go through,

followed Mason out of the elevator when it got to the top floor. He led me to the

swiped a card, and the luxurious door opened

out from inside,

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

strong arm suddenly wrapped around my

and leaned down to

look stunning

turned to avoid

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 the gaze he was

Griffon to be

never thought he would be in the

economic lifeline of not just the Midwest Packs, but

ever think they would have a reason to see each other

was glad that I didn't make that call to

would I lose my dignity,

how could I expect Griffon to