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"Alpha, Madam is here. She's waiting for you downstairs..."
Griffon opened the safe in his hoffice and put the letter from Taya inside. The bottom compartment of the
safe also contained a beige scarf and a photo he'd taken of her. On the day Griffon had terminated their contract,
Taya had
left the scarf behind.
He had asked Andre to call her and ask her to cand get it, but she told Andre to throw it away.
She was the most resolute, determined person he knew. Once she made up her mind about something, that was
that. He
knew that from the moment he ended things, she would never cback to him.
He reached out to touch the scarf. Her scent infused the fabric, and his wolf whined inside him as he closed his
eyes and took in her smell.
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"Alpha, Madam is coming upstairs. Please hide the photo..."
Frank urged Griffon with a panicked expression.
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However, Griffon took his tand caressed the photo.
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She was already dead, so there was nothing for him to worry about anymore.
The sound of a wheelchair rolling on the ground cfrom
the hallway as his mother got closer.
Every tthe wheelchair made a noise, Frank was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe. He was
terrified of Madam Knight.
The woman in the wheelchair was pushed in by a tall and
strong man.
They were followed by a group of professional human bodyguards who used to be special troops for the military.
Knight pack guards weren't good enough for Madam. She wanted to be protected by people loyal only to her and
not to any pack. Since they were human and didn't have the strength of a wolf shifter, they were armed with
guns containing silver bullets.
When they cin, Griffon didn't bother to turn around and look at them and continued looking at the photo.
The face of the woman in the wheelchair darkened when she
who did not acknowledge her even though he knew
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that she was here.
"Givethe thing in his hand."
Griffon snorted.
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He put the photo into the safe on the bottom shelf and took out a gun from the top shelf.
When then man pushing his mother walked behind him, Griffon flipped the safety off. Then, he turned around,
raised the gun, and aimed it directly at the man's forehead.
Sure, he could shift, but they would expect that. And he knew how armed his mother's men were. A gun of his
own would make more of a statement to them.
He was startled by Griffon's action, but he maintained his
composure. "Griffon, is this how you treat your family, your uncle?"
"Uncle?" Griffon sneered. "Would an uncle hold his
five-year-old nephew's head underwater in the pool to drown
him to death?"
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