The Alpha stiffened, his eyes flashing with anger and malice. After staring at me, wordless, Griffon quickly pulled out some wet wipes and wiped his fingers.

Seeing his actions, I couldn’t help sneering. “Beta Starke told you that he had slept with me. Why bother checking, Alpha?”

I kept my face schooled, without a trace of annoyance or embarrassment reaching it, but rather with a hint of worldly charm.

My indifferent attitude and repeated provocations made the usually composed Griffon lose his temper. It’d been a while since I’d seen this side of him.

He threw away the wet tissue and pinched my chin. Hard.

I was going to bruise....