Chapter chapter99
The familiar fragrance of Griffon wrapped itself around me as I stared at the open collar of his white dress shirt. Subconsciously, I looked at his collarbone. There was no tattoo.
It appeared that Griffon and Greyson truly weren't the same person. I lowered my eyelashes in disappointment. Griffon grabbed my shoulder with one hand and pushed me to the side.
"You're really good at throwing yourself into other peoples' arms."
Ah. It would seem that he'd just seen me in Jackson's arms.
"I..."
I wanted to explain, but Griffon took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers as if something dirty had touched him. After wiping his hands, he threw the cloth at my face.
His eyes were dark and indifferent, his wolf not even bothering to show itself. His mouth was twisted in a slight grimace, as if he was looking at some lowly creature. He pushed past me and walked into the private room off the restaurant.
The bastard had come off the elevator, seen Jackson and me, and then waited until the right moment to walk forward. He'd never needed me to open the door; he just wanted to humiliate me.
I threw the handkerchief into the trash can next to me, keeping my face schooled.
I calmed the anger in my chest, clenched my purse, and sat down again.
Endure it, I told myself.
There was nothing, no person that could easily knock me down.
I'd been through worse than this.
And if my frail human body wasn't about to die, I'm sure I would endure worse the longer I lived as a human among wolves.
***
In the private dining room, as soon as Alpha Knight appeared, the members of the Sterling pack were all stunned.
They hadn't expected Griffon would be at the dinner.
After the shock wore off a bit, they soon understood the connection between Elder Thorin, the Midwest Packs Corporation, and the Knight pack.
The Sterling pack had been targeting the MPC, and Griffon was here to support Tara-who was taking over the neutral pack business as the CEO.
Since Griffon had shown up, the Sterling pack would not make things difficult for Tara during the meal. The Sterling pack was powerful, but they weren't a match for the Knight pack and their deep-rooted connections in Arcadia and the surrounding area.
Instead, they invited Griffon to the head of the table with smiles all around. They toasted to the Knight pack and tried to be as friendly as possible even though the scent and power of multiple Alphas in one room had everyone on edge.
Griffon's expression remained indifferent, he gaze fixed on a spot in front of him on the table..
It was not until Jackson came back into the dining room that Griffon's eyes shifted.