Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

Without the knife, I was even more helpless than before.

I was out of options, out of energy, out of...everything.

Sinking into a pile on the floor, I covered my face and burst into hiccupping sobs.

"Don't cry."

His voice was gruff and cold, and I couldn't tell if he was trying to comfort me or trying to get me to stop because it annoyed him.

It didn't matter. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't stop. I lay there, weeping and trying to breathe through my sobs.

The man let out a helpless sigh. He squatted down and touched my hair, running a hand through it.

I ducked away from his touch.

"I've been thinking about you for a long time, and I couldn't help it. I'm sorry," he said in a softer tone. Huh? He'd been thinking about me for a long time?

He knew who I was... He'd pretended to be Roman and texted me.

I was "involved"

declared that I was his woman that evening at

to recall the men present that night. Men whose physical

many other wolf shifters

so they wouldn't do such a thing. Neither of them wanted anything to do with me...and Griffon would have never gone to these lengths. Not when he could have me

was likely someone who knew

know Roman

scum, so he would associate with other scum. The type of scum who

Oh goddess.

chill ran

about the fake

If he told Roman...

I couldn't breathe, couldn't think,

good as dead

dagger and looked at it,

drinking that drugged wine and