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 or powerful, both human and shifters alike. Species didn't matter...only money and

even if there were, it would be difficult to obtain any footage. The rich loved to do their

also chose to bring me

about to go through, I felt like my

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

a card, and the luxurious door

spilled out from inside, and the decor was elegant

bit surprised. I'd thought Roman would have more

then, a strong arm suddenly

and leaned down

stunning today,

throw up. I turned to avoid Roman's touch, but then I

of his chest, 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 the gaze he

expected Griffon to be

be in the same circle

controlled the economic lifeline of not just the Midwest Packs, but the

ever think they would have a reason to see each other

I didn't make

lose my dignity, I would

I expect Griffon to displease his