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.

meant he knew I was

Roman had declared that I was

the men present that night. Men whose physical appearance

addition to Griffon, Preston and many other wolf shifters from prominent packs were

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

meant this man was likely someone who knew

Roman was in a meeting when she

would associate with other scum. The type of

Oh goddess.

chill ran down my

him about

If he told Roman...

I trembled all over. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't

as good as dead

up the dagger and looked at it,

going to trick Roman into drinking that