Chapter chapter85
"Are you going to look for Elder Thorin?"
Tara, dressed in a professional suit that looked immaculate on her, saw that I was waiting for the elevator but did not step in. Her question pulled me out of my daze, and I came to my senses. I hurriedly came up with a reason not to step foot on that elevator. "I'm sorry, I forgot something."
Spinning on my heel, I turned around and left, not daring to look at the two of them.
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Watching her run away, Tara couldn't help but turn to look at Griffon, who was standing beside her. "That was strange. How come she seemed so scared of us that she wouldn't get on the elevator?" Griffon didn't reply. His indifferent eyes showed no emotion, as if he was uninterested in anything around him.
Tara reached out her delicate hand, took his arm, and said softly, "Griffon, thank you for taking me to the emergency room the other night. I haven't had wolfsbane in so long, I didn't know it would affect me that "way."
During a visit to the Knight pack with her father, they talked about the engagement, and she drank a few glasses of wine in excitement. Her wolf's reaction to it had been intense, and she'd never felt so sick. She'd been trying to find an opportunity to thank him, but every time she went to the Knight pack offices to look for him, his assistant would say that he wasn't there. If it weren't for her father's business today and inviting him over, she probably wouldn't have had an opportunity to thank him.
Griffon lowered his gaze to look at the hand wrapped around his arm, glowering. "I didn't give you permission to touch me."
Tara quickly let go of his arm and lowered her head in disappointment. "Will it always be this way? Me needing permission to show you affection?"
Griffon raised an eyebrow, and the look on his face was pure snarling wolf. "Always."
Tara choked on her words.