Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

Harper didn't allow Taya to refuse. Thanks to her wolf's added strength, Harper was easily able to carry the small woman, get her into the car, and drive to the hospital.

As soon as Harper carried Taya into the emergency room, staff rushed over.

"She's not a shifter," Harper hurried to tell them.

Harper knew that Taya had congenital heart disease, and if the hospital assumed she was a shifter, they wouldn't give her the proper treatment. It was easy for her to run short of oxygen if she caught a cold or fever, and her body wouldn't work to heal itself the way a wolf shifter's would.

Taya was quickly settled into a room, given an IV and oxygen, and monitors were set up to keep an eye on her.

It wasn't until midnight that Taya's high fever slowly subsided.

Harper sighed in relief, picked up her phone, and took two days off. Then she leaned against the bed and silently waited for Taya to wake.

They'd both been dropped off at the orphanage when they were about a year old, within days of each other. They had become each other's everything, and the only other person they'd had any relationship with growing up had been the orphanage director. Harper raised her hand, touched Taya's pale face, and sighed.

Taya was unlucky in every way. From the orphanage, to never getting her wolf, to her heart issues.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

And the two men she had met and fallen for were both scumbags.

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I fell in and out of a fevered sleep.

In a daze, I saw a young man reaching out his bloody hands to me.

His face was full of pain. He opened his mouth as if he had said something, but I was too far away to hear him.

I subconsciously walked toward him. "What did you say?"

The young man suddenly stopped talking. His clear eyes were fixed on me.

It suddenly rained heavily from the night sky, washing the youth's blood-stained face clean.

Only then did I see his face. I rushed forward and shouted, "Silas!"

The scene changed, and the young man disappeared. I saw myself kneeling at the door of a nightclub.

A man with a black umbrella walked up to me and asked condescendingly, "Are you clean?"

I nodded with a blush and shyly put my hand in his palm.

When he held my hand, I saw that the hand holding mine turned into a pair of bloody hands.

The man in front of me also turned into that ferocious young boy. His eyes were red with the ire of his wolf. He grabbed my neck, squeezing, and roared at me.

"Taya! Why did you sell yourself to him? Why did you betray me? Why did you do this?!"

I shook my head desperately. "No, no, it's not like that..."

I shouted and explained, but the man still pushed me away and turned to leave.

I managed to catch up with him and grabbed his clothes, crying and shouting, "Silas, don't go!