Shattered Dignity

As I kneeled, Khloe laughed with delight, while Preston frowned and the others looked on as if they were watching a show. Roman showed no emotion, only ambivalence. Only Griffon, leaning back against the sofa with one arm stretched across it and his legs spread wide, looked down at me with a smug look across his face. There was no mistaking who the Alpha in the room was, and Griffon clearly knew it. I couldn’t help but think of the hundreds of days and nights we had spent together, but suddenly, it all felt like it wasn’t worth it. I’d thought I could leave with dignity, to escape this place and these people, but I should have known better. This was the cruel reality of our different social statuses. I had slept with him for five years, destined to be trampled under his feet. Stomped down by his status as an Alpha, wolf, and billionaire. However, I had only a few months left to endure. With this thought, I found a sense of calm. I kneeled, poured the wine, and handed the glass to Grif