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.

still being held by him, and I was already dying. At this point, I had nothing

stopped talking. Then he began

soon as my hands were freed,

Dammit all to hell!

the man had already

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

was going to do next were still unknown. I had no idea if I was leaving this room on my own two feet or in a

bag had been

to go out on MY terms, not at

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

the bed, positioning myself so that he couldn't see me reach under the pillow. Ever so slowly, ever so quietly. If I was lucky, he was exhausted and

raised the knife in both hands, and stabbed it

was

and easily avoided any type of

into his arm