Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

There were so many people with Jackson that a commercial car couldn't hold all of them. I had to arrange for another vehicle to shuttle some of them back to Arcadia. The senior pack leaders took the other car while Jackson and his pack guards rode with me.

That wasn't what I'd been hoping for.

I didn't speak to Jackson the whole time. I focused on driving and getting to the five-star hotel where dinner was to take place.

In the luxurious private room, Tara and a few shifters from the Midwest Packs Corporation had arrived, but Griffon had not.

After Tara arranged the seats for Jackson and the others, she turned to me. "Did you send the address to Alpha Knight?"

I nodded. "Of course."

Although, I was unsure if he had seen my WhatsApp message since I'd re-blocked him.

I'd delivered the message; whether he came or not had nothing to do with me.

"Ms. Thorin, I'll be leaving now."

I'd done my duty and picked Jackson up from the airport and brought him here. I didn't want to stay a second longer than absolutely necessary. The "wolfiness" in here was already too much for me with so many powerful shifters in one room-plus the added stress of Jackson being thrown into the mix.

arrived, it

to leave, but Tara

a hurry to leave. Book

was about to refuse, Tara's eyes changed to that of her wolf's-a bright,

to say something, but then paused and put on a pleading expression instead. Her wolf receded from

about to command me to do what she wanted. As a she-wolf

she-wolf, and her commands would have no effect

but before that's completed, this is still your job. Take good care of Alpha Sterling today, and I'll

If they didn't approve my resignation, I wouldn't qualify

threatening nature of Tara's words, but if doing this meant that she would immediately approve my resignation when she

I sat outside the private dining room, took out my phone, and booked rooms. Doing it online was much

hotel rooms, I slid my phone back in my purse to go use

a wave of dizziness overcame me,

strong hand wrapped around my waist just in time to support

"Ms. Palmer, what's wrong?"

leaned back against the man's chest and relaxed for a minute or two before looking up at the person helping me. At first, the dizziness made it hard to focus, but then his face came

quickly shoved