Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

When I spoke, I realized I'd made a mistake.

Griffon's expression changed, and his demeanor darkened even more.

I didn't dare to speak again.

Then I noticed the faint scent of alcohol in the car. My nose couldn't detect wolfsbane, but I could definitely smell the whiskey.

And Griffon wouldn't be drinking alcohol unless it had wolfsbane in it.

No wonder he'd taken the initiative to seek me out. He had liquid courage on his side. Or...liquid anger? I wasn't sure.

Since he wouldn't speak to me and tell me what he wanted.

I sighed.

he was playing with against the dashboard and looked over at me. "Did you

I'd ever seen them before. I'd seen him in his wolf form a couple of times, and even then, his eyes weren't

to find something else in them, but there was

way out here just to ask me that? Couldn't you have asked this in the parking garage?" His lethal gaze bored

It was exhausting to be constantly misunderstood, constantly questioned about doing things

Griffon pinched my chin between his thumb and forefinger and snarled,

into claws. His wolf was just below the surface, and I knew just how hard he was trying to keep it in check. I'd seen this side of him before. But only

quietly saying, "Would you believe me if I said

stayed in his presidential suite for the entire night and didn't come out until the next evening. Why do

already seem to

tightened his grip on my chin. "Did.

Fuck this.

"Yes," I ground out.