Chapter 332
After a few seconds that felt like that stretched to eternity, Griffon slowly loosened his grip on the
trigger.
The people Taya cared about the most in this world were Silas and Harper.
He couldn’t involve the people she loved just for the sake of his own revenge. It wasn’t fair to them to
involve them in this hell.
After fighting his urges and working to get his wolf’s bloodlust under control, he slowly lowered the
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His mother seemed to have expected that he would put down his gun for the sake of the person he
cared about, and her smile was even more smug.
“That’s why you can’t ever defeat me. You might be an Alpha, but you have a weakness that I don’t
have.”
Griffon clenched his jaw and let out a low growl.
It wasn’t that he had a weakness she didn’t have…it was that by pack law, he couldn’t do anything to
her. She was his mother, therefore untouchable. If he were to ever do anything to her in retaliation and
it got back to the elders, he could be stripped of his title.
And though Preston was like a brother to him, he was just his
cousin. Which meant that according to pack law, if Griffon was stripped of his title, it would fall back to
his mother as next of
kin.
Which would be disastrous for the Knight pack.
At his low growl, Madam Knight rubbed her thumb along the belt she held.
“Your threats are empty. You cannot kill me. The elders will come for you. And if you dare cross me, I
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwill destroy everyone you remotely hold dear. Of course, they won’t be tortured to death like Cici, but I
have other means at my disposal. Or…
The woman raised her chin and smiled at Stella, who was lying motionless on the ground. “I can do the
same thing to them as I do to her.”
Griffon narrowed his eyes. He was tired of his mother’s sick games. “Since you hate me so much, what
holds you back from just killing me and taking over?”
The woman played with her belt and smiled playfully. “I haven’t had enough fun with you yet.”
That’s all anyone was to her. Playthings for her to torture. And after his father and brother passed
away, she’d tortured him
even more.