The familiar fragrance of Griffon wrapped itself around me as I stared at the open collar of his white dress shirt. Subconsciously, I looked at his collarbone. There was no tattoo.

It appeared that Griffon and Greyson truly weren't the same person. I lowered my eyelashes in disappointment. Griffon grabbed my shoulder with one hand and pushed me to the side.

"You're really good at throwing yourself into other peoples' arms."

Ah. It would seem that he'd just seen me in Jackson's arms.

"I..."

I wanted to explain, but Griffon took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers as if something dirty had touched him. After wiping his hands, he threw the cloth at my face.

His eyes were dark and indifferent, his wolf not even bothering to show itself. His mouth was twisted in a slight grimace, as if he was looking at some lowly creature. He pushed past me and walked into the private room off the restaurant.

right moment to walk forward. He'd

can next to

the anger in my chest, clenched my purse,

it, I told

nothing, no person that could easily knock me

been through worse than

if my frail human body wasn't about to die, I'm sure I would endure worse the longer I lived as a

***

as Alpha Knight appeared,

would be at

wore off a bit, they soon understood the connection between Elder Thorin, the Midwest Packs Corporation, and the Knight

and Griffon was here to support Tara-who was

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