As soon as his mother and her people were gone, Griffon looked at Frank, who’d been standing quietly in the corner. “Get a doctor for Stella.”
Frank nodded and hurried out of the room.
Stella struggled to look at Griffon. “I’m sorry, Alpha…”
“It’s not your fault,” he said in a gentle manner that he didn’t usually show.
But his eyes weren’t gentle in the slightest. The darker it got outside, the deeper the hatred in his eyes.
It was not until Frank came in with the doctor that he got up and left.
He opened a locked drawer in his study and took out a golden bronze mask and a set of ink and brushes.
He picked up the brush and traced the shape of the green dragon stroke by stroke…
After that, he picked up his phone and made a call.
The other party quickly answered and asked respectfully, “Sir, what can I do for you?”
He stared coldly at the darkening night outside the window and said coldly, “Nox, tonight’s targets are Shelly and Tara.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll pick you up right away.”
After hanging up, Griffon stared out the window into the dark distance.
“Georgia, I promised my father that I wouldn’t kill you, but if you want to play, then let’s have some fun…”
He took out a pair of black leather gloves and put them on.
Then he went to the cloakroom, took a set of casual clothes, and put them on. Thereafter, he combed his hair meticulously.
After making all the preparations, he picked up his mask and slowly walked down the stairs…
Frank saw him leaving and was slightly worried. “Alpha, are you really going to declare war on Madam?”
Frank was afraid that he would declare war on her and cause another bloody battle, like what had happened when Griffon was young.
Griffon looked back at him. “It’s not me. It’s him.”
After saying that, he slowly shifted his gaze to the mask in his hand. As Greyson, if he destroyed the people she cared about, he would not implicate him or anyone he cared about.
He hadn’t dared to go after her before, but now something had broken inside of him, and the world was full of possibilities to exact his revenge.
And he’d been holding on to that need for revenge for a very long time.
He looked at Frank and ordered coldly, “Break the legs of the person who followed me and send him to the Leiners.”
Although Frank was worried about Griffon, he would do whatever his Alpha asked him to do. “Yes, I’ll arrange it right away.”
Griffon looked away and walked straight out of the manor with a stony face.
Nox was waiting outside in a black Lincoln.
After Griffon got in the car and sat down, Nox quickly started the car and drove away, followed by pack guards in other black cars.
A white car hiding in the corner moved to follow them, but the driver was scared by Frank, who suddenly appeared in front of the car.
The driver slammed on the brakes, and before he could react or figure out what was going on, several pack guards in black opened the driver’s side door and pulled him out.
After they pressed the driver to the ground, Frank raised the iron rod in his hand and smashed it hard on the driver’s legs…
In the past, when people followed Alpha Knight, they simply lost the tail and evaded the follower.
This time was different.
This wolf would be dropped off at the Leiners’ doorstep, his legs mangled to the point of not being able to shift unless a doctor took care of re-aligning his bones first.
Griffon’s Lincoln drove in the direction of the mall at an extremely fast speed and soon stopped in the underground Griffon rested his chin on one hand on the window and looked at Shelly as she walked out of the elevator.
She was chatting and laughing with a man, hand in hand. Before getting in the car, they hugged and kissed for a moment.
Staring at them, Griffon was seized with anger and jealousy.
Shelly could be with someone she liked, could openly show them affection, he had never had that privilege.
What made her worthy of being able to find love and be happy but not him?
Why had everyone turned a blind eye to the fact that Georgia had tortured him? Why had the elders never stepped in?
When Griffon thought of this, hatred overtook his wolf.
He picked up the golden mask, put it on, pushed open the door, and quickly got out.
After he got out of the car, his pack guards followed him, all wearing masks as well.
The sudden crowd of men shocked the couple, who were still hugging and kissing.
Especially Shelly.
When she saw the man in a golden bronze mask leaning lazily against the car door, her face instantly turned pale.
“Greyson…”
She had never been afraid of anyone in her life.
However, just Greyson’s name was enough to make her tremble with fear.
Every time she did something bad, he would come to her and ask his men to take turns dealing with her.
She had tried to figure out who he was, what pack he belonged to, but she couldn’t find anything.
“Sir, how should we deal with her this time?” Nox asked while the pack guards grabbed the man with Shelly and knocked him out cold.
Griffon narrowed his eyes, his wolf rumbling through him and demanding blood.
He thought back to what Shelly had said she would force Taya to do.
“Lock her up in Nightshade and make her a prostitute.”
He would let her try it herself and see if she liked it.
When Shelly heard the order, her body went limp. She collapsed to the ground and looked up at Greyson in disbelief.
“I’ve done nothing to you. I don’t even know you! Why are you doing this to me?”
Nox waved his hand, and a man immediately stepped forward and grabbed Shelly.
She writhed around and tried to resist, but it was useless. She was no match for a bigger and stronger shifter. The wolf shoved her into a car, and it took off, headed for Nightshade.
Griffon watched the car drive away, satisfaction causing a smirk. He turned back to Nox and nodded.
Nox understood and immediately ordered a man behind him, “take a few men to deal with the surveillance in the parking lot.”
The man nodded, waved his hand, and led a small group of people into the mall to the security office where the camera footage would be.
After that, the rest of the people got in the cars again and quickly went to the next place.
Tara had just finished a call with Shelly and found out that Stella was not who Griffon cared about.
The woman Griffon cared for was Taya, the lowly a*sistant.
Tara had grown up with Griffon and had never gotten close to him. How could he fall in love with a b*tch who looked like her?
She was trembling with anger. She grabbed the car keys from the table, took a car from the garage, and went straight to Griffon’s house.
On the way, cars suddenly surrounded her vehicle.