Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

I was so tired, I didn't have the energy to think about it anymore. After taking a bath, I went into my bedroom.

I slept until the next afternoon. It was nearly three, and my drowsiness seemed to be getting more serious, more prevalent. But for my heart condition and the fact I was in the last stages of heart failure, it was

to be expected.

Brushing it off, I focused on holding on for as long as possible.

Everyone died sooner or later. My turn was just coming sooner rather than later.

I went into the kitchen and made a simple dinner of chicken breast and some carrots, then answered a video call from Harper.

They had already arrived in Malaysia and were playing by the sea.

The sky was much bluer than in Arcadia, and the seawater was clear to the bottom. Nothing like the rivers and lakes here in the Midwest.

Harper was glowing, radiantly happy, and I was so very happy for her and her new mate.

"Taya, it's so beautiful here! We have to come back so you can see it," Harper said.

"I'd love that," Taya responded softly.

After chatting for a while about everything Harper had seen and eaten already, Damian called for Harper; it was time for their boat ride.

Just as I was about to put down my phone and go back to eating dinner, WhatsApp dinged with a message.

From Greyson.

[Nightshade, presidential suite, come and see me.]

I clenched the phone tightly and typed furiously. [How dare you to ask me to see you again?]

There was only a slight pause before his response came through.

[I want you.]

I stared at those words, my face heating.

[You committed a crime yesterday, yet you dare to message me so boldly!]

After I sent it with trembling hands, I immediately screenshotted it.

Although I didn't have any surveillance videos of him entering or exiting the hotel room, surely these messages would count as some sort of evidence I could turn over to the shifter police. Rather than respond with words, Greyson sent photos.

Rage consumed me.

He'd taken nude photos of me!NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

I zoomed in on them, looking closely. The angle of them was strange. It almost looked as if I had taken the initiative!

[Come here. Otherwise, I can't guarantee where these photos will appear.]