Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

Crap.

Looked like the goddess wasn't on my side right now.

I peeked around Jackson. To anyone else, Griffon looked flat and emotionless, ever the stoic Alpha.

But I knew better.

His eyes had that steely glint they got when he was trying to hide his wolf. That hint of silver.

Griffon glanced down at Jackson's hand and didn't make a move to extend his own, instead just raising an eyebrow and looking down to Jackson's hand and then back up to Jackson's face. He didn't say a word.

Jackson took it in stride and simply shrugged and lowered his hand. I'm guessing he'd heard plenty about Griffon's coldness. Frankly, I was surprised Jackson had even attempted to shake his hand, given Griffon's arrogant reputation.

Griffon looked beyond Jackson-to me.

"Ms. Palmer."

Griffon addressed me, I couldn't continue to hide behind Jackson. Especially since I'd noticed that other pack leaders were milling about the

Griffon respectfully.

body slightly toward me and looked me up

really something, aren't

me and walked into

anymore. Nothing I did was his

you. You and him...” He didn't finish his thought, but I knew what he meant, and I wasn't going to

***

and he was a

and him made the rounds, several higher-level wolves from different packs in Arcadia sent him messages

women-human and she-wolf alike. Any woman who was willing to be involved with him were doing it for his