Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

I covered my eyes with a hand and vaguely saw a man walking toward me with an umbrella.

When the umbrella covered my head, I was stunned for a moment, slowly raising my eyes to look at him... It was like looking at Griffon from five years ago...

It was raining that day, too. I'd knelt at the nightclub door and begged passers-by to buy me for a night.

Many men came in and out, touching, teasing, and laughing at me, but not a single one was willing to pay for me.

And then a mountain of a man, who I could immediately tell was a wolf shifter by the gleam in his eyes slowly approached. When he covered the top of my head with the umbrella in his hand to shield me from the storm, it was like I was looking at a god.

In the dim glow of the streetlights, I'd crawled to his feet, grabbed the hem of his pants, and begged him to buy me for a night.

The man looked down at me with no contempt or ridicule in his eyes. He just asked coldly, "Are you clean?"This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

I'd blushed and nodded, and then the man stretched out his large, strong hand to me.

When I placed my hand in his broad palm, I'd sealed my fate. I would be tied to him for the rest of my life, and I hadn't a clue.

"Get in the car. I'll take you home."

Preston opened the car's back door, and his warm voice washed over me, mixed with the rain.

Only then did I come to my senses.

It wasn't that night five years ago, and it wasn't Alpha Knight standing in front of me. It was Preston, Griffon's cousin.

But Griffon and I were over. And even when we had been...whatever...I'd never been around his family. He would probably be enraged if I were associated with his family in any way, spent any time with Preston.

The catch? My phone was dead, so I couldn't request an Uber. And taxis in this town were the worst. They never stopped, or they already had a passenger. Any of the nearby stores or businesses were well past being closed, so I was left with walking home in the pouring rain, continue failing to get a taxi...or let Preston drive me.

Goddess, I wished I had a wolf so I would have a fourth option to shift and run home.

I hesitated for a moment and got in his car.

Water dripped everywhere off me, and the seat was soaked in seconds, water pooling on the floormat beneath my feet.

All I had in my purse were a couple of tissues, and I grabbed them and tried to wipe up the seat. It was no use, though. They only made more of a mess, leaving white bits behind as they disintegrated under my vigorous wiping.

Embarrassment flooded me, and my face burned. "I'm so sorry. I got everything all wet and dirty."