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.

I didn't intend to give him the contract but to kill

that he could, Roman would pin the blame on me, and the Starke pack would jump at the opportunity to

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

Roman had fallen

already given my condition, and accepted it earlier in my life, when I realized I had no wolf and wouldn't live as

Harper was my

more—I came to

the presidential suite

less dangerous option than Roman and what he could do

of the house, I grabbed my taser. This time,

***

mustered up all my courage and knocked on the door of the

from the inside, but no

front of the French windows, holding a remote in his hand that was pointed at

was hidden under the golden bronze mask, his hair messy, and he was wearing loose,

the

raspy voice, he

similar to Griffon's, but