Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon) novel Chapter 171
My heart began to pound when I met Griffon’s eyes.
The amber color of his wolf’s eyes had taken over, and they swirled with anger and desire. A look I was very familiar with.
I subconsciously looked away, down at the ground, only to see his hand wrapped around my waist.
He must have grabbed my waist to lift me up from lying down on the sofa.
Now I was half-lying and half-sitting up, one of his hands around my waist and the other behind my back as he held me up. He was leaning over me, his huge body an almost suffocating presence even though he wasn’t touching me other than where his hands held me.
I lifted one hand and tried to push him away, but as soon as my fingertips touched his chest, he growled, “Don’t touch me!”
Frightened, I froze, and I dared not make more contact with him.
I obediently withdrew my hand, but I was also a little puzzled. I looked down at the hand that was still holding my waist.
If he didn’t want me to touch him, why was he holding me like this?
I didn’t dare look at his face, look him in the eye. Not when his wolf was at the surface like it was. I could only keep my head down and ask in a low voice, “Alpha Knight, what can I do for you?”
My voice was slightly trembling, and I didn’t know if it was because I was afraid of Griffon or if it was weakness from my advancing illness.
Abruptly, Griffon let me go and I fell back against the sofa. He jerked the men’s jacket off of me and stood up, stalking to the other side of the room.
When I saw him throw it into the trash can, I furrowed my brow, even more confused.
“You came to me just to throw away Alpha Sterling’s coat?”
I hadn’t even realized that Jackson’s coat had been placed over me, presumably by him before he left me to go back to the bidding auditorium.
Griffon had gone too far in throwing it away. There was no need for that, and I had no idea why he would even do such a thing.
He had to be crazy.
Why did he return to me if he didn’t like me? Why did he continue to bully me like this?
I was frustrated, and I needed to get the hell away from him.
I struggled to get up from the sofa and tried to walk out of the lounge, but Griffon’s big hand wrapped around my arm, yanking me back.
The amber color of his wolf’s eyes had taken over, and they swirled with anger and desire. A look I was very familiar with.
I subconsciously looked away, down at the ground, only to see his hand wrapped around my waist.
He must have grabbed my waist to lift me up from lying down on the sofa.
Now I was half-lying and half-sitting up, one of his hands around my waist and the other behind my back as he held me up. He was leaning over me, his huge body an almost suffocating presence even though he wasn’t touching me other than where his hands held me.
I lifted one hand and tried to push him away, but as soon as my fingertips touched his chest, he growled, “Don’t touch me!”
Frightened, I froze, and I dared not make more contact with him.
I obediently withdrew my hand, but I was also a little puzzled. I looked down at the hand that was still holding my waist.
If he didn’t want me to touch him, why was he holding me like this?
I didn’t dare look at his face, look him in the eye. Not when his wolf was at the surface like it was. I could only keep my head down and ask in a low voice, “Alpha Knight, what can I do for you?”
My voice was slightly trembling, and I didn’t know if it was because I was afraid of Griffon or if it was weakness from my advancing illness.
Abruptly, Griffon let me go and I fell back against the sofa. He jerked the men’s jacket off of me and stood up, stalking to the other side of the room.
When I saw him throw it into the trash can, I furrowed my brow, even more confused.
“You came to me just to throw away Alpha Sterling’s coat?”
I hadn’t even realized that Jackson’s coat had been placed over me, presumably by him before he left me to go back to the bidding auditorium.
Griffon had gone too far in throwing it away. There was no need for that, and I had no idea why he would even do such a thing.
He had to be crazy.
Why did he return to me if he didn’t like me? Why did he continue to bully me like this?
I was frustrated, and I needed to get the hell away from him.
I struggled to get up from the sofa and tried to walk out of the lounge, but Griffon’s big hand wrapped around my arm, yanking me back.
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