Why Was Griffith Imprisoned Novels & Stories

Now, there was no one else she could discuss with besides Griffin. Griffin said slowly, "It's just imprisonment for life. At least Nathaniel still considered him as his brother and spared his life." These days, due to lack of rest and care, Griffin's physical condition was a lot worse than before. He coughed for a long time after saying these few words. Hannah shouted, "Griffin, are you blind? Do you think Nathaniel considers Dominic as his brother? If he did, he would not even bring Dominic to court to sit for trial."

Because a few days ago, before my family thought it was smart to sedate me into that corpse-like state, she’d been nothing but a f**king vegetable lying pale and still on that hospital bed. Every time I visited and saw her like that, something twisted inside me in a way I couldn't control. It was one of the reasons I didn’t hesitate to kill that bastard Griffin after I captured him from the lab he took her to. The plan had been to torture him day after day, the same way he tortured her. But every time I went back to the hospital and saw her not recovering, saw her mother looking like she was breaking apart, my bloodlust kept rising. So I killed him.

Logan remarked in turn. Elder Griffiths nursed his forehead as he waved Thomas off and said, “ Go and take care of the mess in the prison this has nothing to do with you.” Thomas bowed his head unwillingly before he turned on his heels and left the room, remembering to close the door behind him. Elder Griffiths then turned to look at Rayden and said, “ I know that you are angry but there is no need for you to burn the entire prison down since my enforcers were the ones who wronged you, I will give an explanation as well.”

He was also beaten badly for theft, and one of his legs was broken. With his immune system completely destroyed, his wounds festered severely. He died of infection before he could even be repatriated. When he died, he was all alone. With his death, the charges against him for malicious transmission of disease were closed. ... As for Sofia, with her life in ruins, she ended it one silent night in the dilapidated apartment where she was hiding. There was no funeral. No mourners. The once-glorious CEO, Ms. Griffin, sank quietly into the mud of disgrace, her despised past buried with her.

“What exactly is he planning.” Marcus looked at her directly for the first time, something like genuine regret in his weathered face. “I don’t know the details. I only know he’s stopped asking Silas for permission on anything, and men like that don’t slow down once they’ve decided mercy is a luxury nobody can afford anymore.” Griffin studied the old wolf for a long moment, torn clearly between the fury of betrayal and the strange, complicated gratitude of a warning delivered at genuine risk. “You understand I can’t simply forgive thirty years of this,” Griffin said finally. “People died because of information you gave them.”

Griff explains, “Anita said we’d make our usual shipment on schedule, this is just a one-off.” “A failed one- off.” The first man frowns, “where is Anita anyway.” “She went ahead to the capital – and thank the Goddess, I hate being around her when she’s in a foul mood. Talk about no fun.” Griff chuckled. I’ve heard enough. There’s not a doubt in my mind that this Griff person was responsible for taking my pups, and my wolf is going berserk in my head, begging to be let out so he can destroy the slimeball. Truthfully I wouldn’t mind destroying all these ruffians – it’s clear they all take part in abusing trafficked women, talking about them as if they’re nothing more than items for sale. Stil