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.

moment to walk forward. He'd never needed me to open the door;

handkerchief into the trash can next to me, keeping my face

chest, clenched my purse, and

it, I

no person that

through worse than

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

***

dining room, as soon as Alpha Knight appeared, the members

would

bit, they soon understood the connection between Elder Thorin,

was here to support Tara-who was taking over the neutral pack business

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