Filed to story: The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson
He looked as gorgeous as he always did. The lights seem to shine on his muscular frame, giving the appearance of a halo around him—which was laughable to think of Alpha Knight as someone deserving of a halo.
He seemed to have been standing there for a while.
Nerves shot through me when I saw him. Sure, I’d known he was going to be there, but I’d thought I would be able to avoid him. I still could.
Just as I was looking around to make my exit strategy, he strode toward me, his long strides quickly eating up the space between us.
There was no way for me to avoid him. I could only hold my purse tightly and quickly turn my back to him.
It was as though his mere presence thickened the air surrounding us.
I was a little out of breath, and my grip on my purse strap
“Do you want me to open the door on my own?”
A terrifying growl of a voice sounded above my head.
I quickly looked to the floor, then turned around, not daring to risk looking in his eyes.
Except, I didn’t know the man behind me was close.
When I turned around, I slammed right in a hard, muscular chest.
The familiar fragrance of Griffon wrapped itself around me as I stared at the open collar of his whi te 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 dir ty 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 mo uth 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 ba stard 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 di e, 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.
Jackson received a message from one of his men while he was in the bathroom, alerting him that Griffon Knight had arrived.
He’d expected that would happen.
Jackson didn’t know much about what had happened between Tara and Griffon. What he did know was that the Knight pack and the Thorin pack were to be unified by a mating.
Since they were to be mated, Griffon would naturally come to support Tara. Otherwise, it would put him in an uneasy position as an Alpha. Without his support at one of her first business functions, especially as the Alpha of the pack whose project the MPC was managing, Tara would have looked as though her future mate didn’t value her enough to show up.
When Griffon was sizing him up, Jackson raised his glas politely and toasted him.
Although Griffon responded and lifted his own glas, his attitude was a little arr ogant and disdainful.
Jackson wasn’t surprised by his demeanor.
He’d heard all about Alpha Knight.
What was interesting about the exchange was that Griffon had bothered to look at him at all. Typically, the Alpha didn’t acknowledge anyone.
Perhaps it had something to do with Tara being the host?
Tara would make a good Luna. She was adept at livening up the atmosphere, and a few words made the different packs more familiar and at case with each other.
Then, she led everyone in a discussion about work, projects, bidding-and the recent incidents of the Sterling pack against the Midwest Packs Corporation.
Griffon didn’t say anything during the whole process. He only occasionally looked at the door with a brooding look on his face.
When Tara saw Griffon looking in the direction of the door from time to time, she followed his gaze to see exactly what he was looking at.
She happened to see Taya’s thin figure and frowned. “Griffon, what are you looking at?”
With an apathetic expression, he picked up his phone and shifted his gaze to the screen. “What time will this nonsense end? I have other pack business to attend to.”
Tara felt a sliver of relief. He hadn’t been looking at the other woman; he was looking through the door and out of the window beyond it to the sky outside. “Not too much longer.”
After saying that, she looked at Jackson and the pack members he’d brought with him.
“Alpha Sterling, Beta Smith, the Weston City project is nothing.
to be concerned about. MPC and Alpha Knight have always been fair and impartial. It is MPC’s job to facilitate projects and manage the contract negotiations with discretion, honesty, and without bias. You can rest asured that anything you have heard regarding possible favoritism toward the Knight pack is false. We must rely on our strengths rather than perceived weaknesses.”
The Sterling pack had always been professional. Jackson didn’t have to worry about their strength-and weakness? Not an issue —so he simply nodded his agreement.
His concerns with MPC handling Knight pack projects couldn’t be resolved just by Tara saying things were fine. Jackson would have to see how everything was actually handled…not how they SAID they were going to handle it.
Seeing that his Alpha had relented, Beta Smith spoke. “Ms. Thorin, yes, the Sterling pack has worked to remove the Midwest Packs Corporation from handling Knight pack business. I’ve spoken to my team regarding this, and they have ceased their efforts.”
Of course, Tara didn’t believe what he said, but she wouldn’t embarras the Sterling pack Beta in front of everyone here. Instead, she said, “In that case, let’s turn hostility into friendship. We can cooperate well and help each other in the future.”
After that, Tara picked up her glas and toasted Alpha Sterling and Beta Smith. After she finished it, she smiled, then stood. “I’ll see you all at the bidding.”
The main reason why Tara dared to end the meal prematurely was that Griffon was impatient.
Although the Sterling pack and the Knight pack were equally influential in the country, the Knight pack was one of the leading packs in the world. They had a long, remarkable bloodline and could trace their roots farther back than any other packs. It was even said that the Knight pack might have been THE original wolf shifter pack.
And just as she thought would happen, instead of rising when she did and being on their way, they all looked to Griffon.
They would not dare to get up before him.
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