Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

With a wry smile, I said, "It seems like I misunderstood. However..." I paused. "I asked you before if I could have a boyfriend, and you said it was up to me. Since I have a boyfriend, it's normal for me and him to have sex, don't you think?" Griffon was stunned, and his face became even darker, his eyes glowing even brighter with his wolf.

Before I could stop my hand, before I could think about what I was doing, I reached up and ran my fingers over the furrows between his eyebrows as if trying to smooth them out. Trying to erase the anger on his face. This was the man I had loved for five years. How could I bear to hurt him like this?Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

But he didn't love me-not even a tiny bit of "like". Why couldn't I let go? Why did I care if I managed to hurt him one tiny sliver of what he'd made me feel?

He grabbed my wrist.

"Don't touch me!" he growled. "You're filthy now."

I knew he would react like this, but hearing him say I was dirty again made me ache.

It'd been drilled into me that once someone else had touched something that belonged to him, it was tarnished, dirty, filthy...unfit for the all-powerful Alpha Knight.

Gritting my teeth, I suppressed my emotions and looked at the hand that was tightly gripping my wrist.

"If you hate me this much, if I'm so filthy, why don't you let go of me?" I cocked my head to the side, once again unable to bottle in my hopeful thoughts. "Or...do you not want to let go?" Everything before this felt like an act I was putting on. And now... Now, I was the most authentic version of myself. The woman who was desperate to receive SOMETHING from him.

Griffon seemed to have seen through. The killing intent in his eyes faded away and was replaced by indifference.

Without any hesitation, he pushed me away, snarling, "Get out!"

I fell out of the car as Griffon opened the door that I was leaning against. My tailbone banged against the sidewalk as I landed in a sprawled heap, dressed only in my underwear and bra, my hair and makeup a mess. A second later, my bad and the tatters of my clothes were tossed out, landing beside me.

But I didn't care. I tucked my tangled hair behind my ear, picked up the torn clothes, and put them on again.

I grabbed my purse and stood to walk down the sidewalk, mustering all the bravery and composure I could, praying no one had seen.

Just as I took my first step away from the parked Town Car, Griffon stopped me.

"Taya," he growled low.

I turned around, a smile I didn't feel plastered on my face. "What? Can you not bear to part with me? Don't want to watch me walk away?" Without even looking at me, keeping his focus straight ahead, Griffon threw a crumpled-up check onto the sidewalk at my feet.

"I've fucked you for five years, and I pay for what I use."