Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

"I understand."

I heard a beep as the masked man ended the call.

I couldn't see him, so I could only beg him anxiously.

"Sir, you heard him. It's a matter of life and death. You can do whatever you want to me by pretending to be Roman, but please allow me to save them first. I must see him tonight and give him the contract, or he will kill my friend!"

It was a long while before the man answered. I wished I could see him, wished I could get this awful blindfold off.

When he finally spoke, he asked, "What contract?"

There was no world in which I was actually going to tell him anything tangible. "It's just a project contract."

I heard the clicks of what sounded like him dialing a number on his phone, and then he said unhurriedly, "No worries. I can just call Roman back to go over the specifics."

Shit.

Double shit.

to sniff out half-truths. I was forever at a

let all of it out in a whoosh of breath-minus the part about my plan to kill

no choice but to lie to him that I could get the Westen City project for the Starke pack. My purpose was to hold him back in

I spoke, the man was silent for a

in

you slept

course not! He's a monster. How could I sleep with

of seconds, and then I felt the ties

I was freed, I

were still off,

couldn't care less about what he looked like. All I cared about was getting him out of here so I could deal with

I could still deal with Roman according to my original