Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

"Now, can you let me go?"

My voice was so cold that it cut straight to the bone.

If I knew who the man was, I would kill him. Or at least try to.

The man seemed to be putting on his clothes and did not answer.

My entire body shook with rage, with the humiliation of what he'd put me through.

There was a rustle of fabric, the bed shifted with the added weight of another person, and the man pressed down on me again.

"You've already taken what you wanted from me. Are you going to kill me now?"

He dropped a surprisingly gentle kiss on my lips, then leaned over to hoarsely whisper beside my ear, "You lied to Roman. You gave him a fake contract. Aren't you afraid that he's going to come after you, kill you?"

"What does that have to do with you?" I turned my head away from him and struggled beneath him, trying to shove him off of me.

held by him, and I was already dying. At this point, I had nothing else to lose; I

stopped talking. Then he began

as my hands were freed, I ripped of the

Dammit all to hell!

and the man had already put on

too far away for me to see him clearly, to make out anything else

were still unknown. I had no idea if I was

had been my original

out on MY terms,

the pillow. It had to still be there. I couldn't

quietly. If I was lucky, he was exhausted and his wolf was resting. As soon as my fingertips touched the dagger,

the knife in both

was

back and easily avoided

slashed shallowly into his arm as