Chapter 57


    Chapter 57


    I didn’t want to be yed by Roman any longer, nor did I want


    to involve Harper.


    Therefore, I had no other choice but to kil l him.


    I finished crushing the sleeping pills, picked up the bottle of wine I’d brought with me, filled the


    winess, and hid the dagger under a pillow on the bed.


    Then I turned off the light and sat on the sofa, waiting for Roman to arrive.


    Twenty minutester, there was a knock on the door.


    Despite putting on a calm, brave face, my hands trembled.


    I was nervous and scared. But I had made it this far, there was no choice but to keep going through


    with my n.


    Putting down the bottle in my hand, I took a deep breath to attempt toposure my shaking hands


    and nerves. I walked to the door and slowly opened it.


    The man at the door wore a gold-bronze mask, covering his whole face.


    Chapter 57


    As soon as I saw him, I knew something was wrong.


    I tried to close the door, but he put his hand on it, his wolf strength too much for me to push back


    against.


    He forced his way in, then turned off all the lights.


    The room instantly fell into darkness. My night vision was no match for a wolf shifter’s night vision; he


    had a clear advantage. I could only see his dark figure from the light outside the window.


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    My body shook uncontrobly. The man was not Roman!


    Actually…based on his height and build, he looked a little like


    Griffon.


    However, Griffon smelled faintly of pine, while this person had a strong, cedarwood smell.


    My eyes adjusted to the darkness a little more, and I was able to make out a bit of his appearance.


    Griffon had always been meticulous about his appearance, making sure his hair was wlessly styled,


    only wearing the finest business suits as befitting of an Alpha of his power and stature. This man had


    messy hair and wore a w hite shirt and brown pants, casual clothes that Griffon would never wear.


    Lastly, there was a tattoo of a ferocious dragon on his


    corbone.


    Griffon would never get a tattoo,


    If it wasn’t Roman or Griffon..who was this and what did they


    want from me?!Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!