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.

their surroundings, their hearing too keen, their

stood there staring at Taya, his wolf a bit on edge as he examined her for anything amiss. He narrowed

and tired, too thin, but otherwise

annoyed with him, wanted to get away. He could

elevator and escape him when Jackson remembered what Eric had done. He reached a hand out to grab her elbow

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

you rush off, I have something

"Yes?" she said tentatively.

eaten yet, have you? We can talk while

expression hardened, and Jackson couldn't read her eyes. Dammit,