Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

Roman roared in pain.

Of all the things he'd expected, this outcome wasn't even remotely something he'd considered. He clutched his hand tightly, partly from shock, partly realizing he needed to stanch the blood flow. However, what he did not expect was that this was only the beginning.

"Sir."

After cutting off Roman's finger, the bodyguard respectfully returned the knife to the man.

The man took the knife, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped off the blood on the back of the knife.

Then, he slowly walked toward Roman.

For the first time he could recall, Roman felt fear.

"Who... who the hell are you? How dare you do this to me?"

Sure he had used cruel methods and played with many women. But all the women he slept with had no one important in their background. They were all nobodies without protectors.

Whoever this man was must have a grudge against the Starke pack, so he came to take revenge on him because he had found an opportunity to do so.

The man didn't respond, just continued approaching. Unconsciously, Roman took a step back. His wolf growled at him for show weakness, but Roman was more concerned with self-preservation. They'd already take a finger from him; he didn't want to lose something else.

Wolf shifters might heal better, but they couldn't regrow limbs.

After taking a few steps back, he was blocked by several bodyguards in black uniforms with an "S" on their ties.

He'd been careless, in a hurry to come to the Knight pack's offices. He knew better than to go into rival territory without his pack bodyguards. His father, the Alpha, had practically drilled it into his head that he must always assume danger. Starke wolves were strong, but it didn't matter how strong you were when you were heavily outnumbered or taken by surprise.

If he'd brought his pack bodyguards, per protocol, he wouldn't be in this situation.

There was nowhere for him to retreat to. He could only face the man wearing the gold and copper mask head-on. He stiffened his spine and let his wolf start to take over, claws protruding and hair sprouting from the backs of his hands.

"What do you want from me?"