Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

The scent of Griffon's cologne mingled with the scent of the sweet wine soaked into my dress and made me a bit dizzy.

As he approached me, I felt a bit at a loss and tried to move away from him, my hand flailing a bit for the door handle. But the car was too narrow, and I could only move a little before my back was pressed against the door, my hand unable to find the latch in my haze. Griffon shifted his body so that he boxed me against the door, one hand pressed against the car window, the other hold me tightly around the upper arm.

His cold eyes glanced briefly over my body, landing on the diamond necklace around my neck.

After what felt like an eternity, he let out a contemptuous laugh. "It seems that your new sugar daddy treats you well." Griffon let a rare smile cross his lips.

However, his smile was even more terrifying than his typically stoic expression.

I wanted to explain, but the word "new sugar daddy" rendered me silent. From the moment Roman introduced me as his woman, there was no point in trying to defend myself.

He wouldn't believe me anyway. Why waste the energy?

When I didn't say anything in response, Griffon's face darkened, all evidence of his smile erased.

He raised his hand to cup my cheek, his fingers reaching to the back of my ear.

When the coldness of his fingertips spread across my skin, I couldn't help but shiver.

Compared to the disgust Roman's touch brought me, Griffon's touch made me feel terrified.

The strength and power radiating off of him was suffocating.

Even as someone without a wolf, the all-encompassing dominance of his wolf, his Alpha presence, demanded I submit to him.

His hand inched farther around my ear, and he grabbed the back of my head. He exerted pressure until I turned my head to look back at him.

Then Griffon lowered his voice and asked frostily, "When did you sleep together, and how many times?"

He drew my head forward, and as the distance between us shortened, his scent filled my nostrils, and my skin couldn't stop tingling.

I cursed myself for being weak and quickly turned my head, avoiding physical contact by surprising him with my movement.

And then his hand was wrapped around my throat, his thumb swiping across the spot where Roman had bit down.

This time, his voice was deadly.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"You just had sex with him."