Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

There were about ten days left before the ninth of the next month.

Every day, I went to different hospitals and got prescriptions so I could accumulate sleeping pills.

After coming home one day and placing the medicine on the table, I glanced at the box setting to the side.

I hadn't returned the dress and necklace to Roman yet. I was surprised he hadn't asked for it back given how expensive the necklace must be. I quickly picked up the phone and made arrangements to deliver them to him. Although I had to deal with Roman, I would return what did not belong to me.

The delivery man arrived quickly. After sending the package out, I felt much more at ease.

***

When Roman saw the dress and necklace being returned, he was pleased, and his wolf pawed at him.

"I know, I know," he soothed.

If it were someone else, they would have already sold the necklace, but Taya had returned it. Which meant she cared about him enough to return something that belonged to him, and she didn't care about the money. Sure, she was resistant, but he'd dealt with this before with women. He loved a challenge. Right now, he just needed her to secure the project...and then he'd secure her.

***

Once I sent Roman's things back to him, I took a nap.

Harper calling woke me up.

"It's ready!" she screamed excitedly into the phone.

"On my way!" I answered.

The wedding dress Harper had custom made was ready.

As poorly as I felt, there was no way I was missing this, and I was genuinely excited with her.

I gathered myself and tried to forget about the exhaustion I was feeling. When I got to the bridal shop, Damian, Harper's fiancé, was also there. When he saw me coming in, he greeted me warmly.

"Where's Harper?" I asked him excitedly.

Damian raised his chin toward the fitting

on.

Com. "She's trying the dress

I saved you a seat over here."

Oh, thank the goddess there was someplace to sit.

It was getting harder and harder to stand for long periods of time. My body could never get enough oxygen anymorez The weaker my heart got, the worse the symptoms were knew it wouldn't be long for me, but I HAD to see Harper and Damian's mating ceremony if it was the last thing I did. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

And...it might possibly actually be the last thing I did.