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.

sniff out half-truths. I was forever

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

to him that I could get the Westen City project for the Starke pack. My purpose was to hold him back in this way so that my friend could get mated smoothly, but he hasn't been easy to deal with. I had

man was

I could see him. Tears welled up in

slept

not! He's a monster. How could

passed, though it was only a matter of seconds, and

freed, I immediately tore off the

room were still off, and the man still

couldn't care less about what he looked like. All I cared about

could still