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."

couldn't continue to hide behind Jackson. Especially since I'd noticed that

greeted Griffon respectfully. "Hello,

slightly toward me and looked me up and

something, aren't

me and walked

explain myself. We were over, and Griffon didn't want me anymore. Nothing I did was his business. Jackson raised an eyebrow and looked down at me, seeing as he was over a foot

but I knew what he meant, and I wasn't going

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to be so straightforward, and he

made the rounds, several higher-level wolves from different packs in Arcadia sent him messages saying that she was

was ruthless with women-human and she-wolf alike. Any woman who was willing to be involved with