"Alpha Knight, can you please open the door?" I asked quietly.
Griffon didn't respond. Instead, he took out a flask from his pocket, unscrewed the top, and took a swig.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWell, that answered the alcohol question from earlier.
When I'd been with him in the past, he didn't really drink. As a matter of fact, I'd seen him drink more in the past two weeks since we'd parted ways than I'd seen him drink during the five-year duration of our relationship.
Moreover, he seemed to have lost sweight, and if I looked hard enough, I could see dark hollows under his eyes. It appeared that he wasn't sleeping well.
Did something terrible happen to him recently? While I was secretly sizing him up, he looked over at me.
"Who is Silas?" I was speechless. How did he know about Silas? He answered, as if he'd heard the question I was asking in my head.
"You called this nin your sleep many times." He stressed the words, as if he had been holding them in and wanting to askthis for a long time.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI wasn't sure how to respond. I wasn't aware that was something I'd done, and Griffon never stayed around after having sex with me. He certainly didn't stay around long enough to heartalking in my sleep. Then, I remembered the night I'd signed the contract to be his mistress. Griffon had stayed that night, had slept beside me.
But that was the only the'd done so.
I thought he disliked me. Or maybe that as a shifter, he didn't want to sleep next next to a even the human. Or maybe it could be unsafe forif he slept there, if his wolf cout.
I knew he shifted at night, and a couple of times, he'd shifted before leaving the bedroom, when he'dm thought I was asleep. So I just assumed it had something to do with his wolfiness. Instead, it was that he didn't want to sleep next to someone who called out for another man in their sleep.
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