Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

[I'll wait for half an hour.]

After sending this message, Greyson didn't send anything else.

He'd given his final word, and it seemed that was that.

I wished I knew who he was in the wolf shifter hierarchy of things. Was he an Alpha who was used to having what he wanted when he wanted it? Or was he someone who was a nobody and was enjoying exerting power over a human girl. Power he didn't have over anyone else.

Something told me he was powerful no matter who he was with. Especially if he truly had been behind what happened to Roman.

I handed over the text messages to the shifter police, mentioning Roman, since there was surveillance footage of him entering and leaving the hotel room.

The police would investigate Roman and collect any evidence they could.

But if Greyson told the police I wanted to kill Roman, that I had drugs and a dagger there to do it...the shifter packs wouldn't be lenient on me. They would charge me for attempted murder, and I knew how that would play out in a courtroom.

The little, frail, sick human girl versus the big bad wolf.

Unlike in the fairy tale, in this case it was the big bad wolf who would be the hero of the story.

bound to know that I didn't intend to

the blame on me, and the Starke pack would jump at the

father, Alpha Starke. So if he woke up from his coma and

wolf was still a wolf. Even if Roman had fallen from grace, it would still

and accepted it earlier in my life, when I realized I had

Harper was my

pondering some more—I

the

felt like Greyson was the less dangerous option than Roman

house, I grabbed my taser. This time, I would

***

knocked on

door was quickly opened from the inside, but no one was standing

French windows, holding a remote in

golden bronze mask, his hair messy, and he was wearing

one hand in his trouser pocket, and he set down the remote on a side table, picking up a glass

voice, he said,

to Griffon's, but the