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 give him the

and the Starke pack would jump at the opportunity

like his father, Alpha Starke. So if he woke

A sleeping wolf was still a wolf. Even if Roman had

accepted it already given my condition, and accepted it earlier in

was

some more—I came to a

went to the presidential

option than Roman and what he could do to me

out of the house, I grabbed my

***

up all my courage and knocked on the door of the

from the inside, but no

a remote in his hand that was pointed at the

still dressed the same. His face was hidden under the golden bronze mask, his hair messy,

hand in his trouser pocket, and he set down the remote on

low, raspy voice, he said,

to Griffon's, but the tattoo dispelled