Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

The alarm clock had been ringing for a long time before I could vaguely hear the sound. Slowly, I regained consciousness from my deep sleep.

I looked at my phone. It was nine o'clock in the morning. At least it wasn't the afternoon.

My office hours began at ten a.m., so I still had time to get to work.

When I got to the office building, I didn't go to my office, instead going straight to the top floor. Lila had wanted me to do the handover yesterday, so I wanted to do it first thing today.

I knocked on the door of Lila's office. "Hi, Lila. I'm here to hand over my projects."

Lila's expression changed slightly when she saw me. "Come in."

I walked to Lila's desk. "Since Margaret is unwilling to take on any of my workload, who I should hand things over to?"

Lila paused for a second, and then her cheeks tinged red a hint before she said, "Taya, you've been working here for five years. You're going to be hard to replace, and everyone already has a full workload. Can't you work until I find a suitable person to take over?"

There were so many assistants in my department, I could easily hand things off to someone. MPC was always busy, but nothing was out of the ordinary in terms of workloads right now. Why did I suddenly have to wait until Lila found a suitable person?

Something was off.

Frowning, I asked, "Didn't you send me a message yesterday morning and ask me to hand over my work? Why did you change your mind so quickly?"

Lila opened her mouth to speak, then gave a sigh before continuing. "Ms. Thorin approved your resignation yesterday morning, so I sent you that message. But not long after, she said that she didn't agree to your resignation."

Wait, what? That wasn't what we spoke about.

"Why did she come back and say that she didn't approve my resignation?" I asked.

Lila shrugged. "I don't know. You will have to speak to her. I was following orders."

I wanted to press Lila further, but it wouldn't matter. This was between Tara and me. Lila was just the messenger.

I pressed my lips together, turned around, and went straight to Tara's office.

She was sitting behind her large desk, answering a phone call. Her tone was gentle as she asked if the other party had breakfast.

I hesitated momentarily but still knocked on the door and interrupted the conversation.