Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

"Ms. Palmer. I see you're awake."

Jackson quickly walked over to Taya and looked her up and down.

He'd returned to the suite earlier today to check on her, but she was sound asleep and he didn't want to wake her.

Instead, he'd quietly left the room-even though he was pretty sure that a herd of wild horses couldn't wake her. He'd gone into the the Sterling pack's Arcadia offices for a few meetings and then went back to check on her.

To find that she was still sleeping.

Part of him had wanted to wake her the second time to make sure she was okay, but the other part of him was irritated that he even cared, that his wolf was driving at him to keep checking on her.

Now, he'd returned for a third time. Seeing that she had finally woken up, he couldn't help but feel relief. He had never seen someone who could sleep so soundly.

to their surroundings, their hearing too keen, their sense of self-preservation too

Taya, his wolf a bit on edge as he examined her for anything

looked pale and tired,

jaw tick. She was annoyed with him, wanted to get away. He could sense that she was antsy. "Thank you for letting me stay here for the night. I'm

remembered what Eric had done.

down at his hand. He quickly let go of her, not meaning

I have something to tell you,"

"Yes?" she said tentatively.

yet, have you? We can talk while eating.

hardened, and Jackson couldn't read her eyes. Dammit, he wished she were a