Over the coming days, Taya spent more time sleeping than being awake. Even when she did wake up, she only said a few words and fell asleep again. Jackson sat by the hospital bed and didn’t move. His pale face and beard made him look exhausted. It was important for wolves to shift to maintain their vitality, and since Jackson would only leave Taya’s bedside to use the restroom, he definitely hadn’t shifted. Harper advised him to go for a run, but he refused. In the end, she decided to leave him alone and go find some soup for Taya to have when she woke up. Not long after Harper left, Taya woke up. Her limbs were so weak that she couldn’tmove. She could guess that her face was probably swollen and must look terrible. Taya felt Jackson’s grip on her hand. It was so tight that her heart skipped a beat. She asked in a hoarse voice, “Has the sun… risen?” Jackson nodded, but then he remembered that she couldn’t see, so he quickly replied softly, “Yes…” He looked out of the window. It was sno
Jackson leaned against the wall and walked into the emergency room. Taya’s petite body lay on the operating table, looking lifeless. If it weren’t for the fact that her eyes, which were covered by her long eyelashes, were still moving, she would have look dead. The blood on her face had been wiped clean, revealing her sickly pale complexion. She was as beautiful as ever, like spring flowers under the sunlight. Jackson knelt on one knee before the operating table and whispered in her ear. His gentle voice pulled her back to reality. She slowly opened her tired eyes and wanted to look at him last, but she still couldn’t see anything. “Silas…” She struggled to utter the word. Her consciousness was unclear, and her voice was indistinct. He moved closer to her lips and heard her call his name. “I’m here.” Jackson held her hand tightly, giving her a little strength.Taya took in the last breath of oxygen and told him in a stuttering whisper, “Take good care of Harper.” Taya had nothing else
Wait! Don’t let her die!” The voice sounded eerily close to Taya’s, and she was sure she was hallucina in her mind. “Who…who are you?” Harper’s voice sounded startled, and Taya could tell that something was off. The little bit of adrenaline from the moment kept her hanging onto her last thread of life. “I’m here to save her,” the woman said again. What do you mean? Do you have a heart?” Stella asked. Taya had forgotten she was still in the room. “No, I have something better.” That…made no sense. “I’m afraid the only thing that can help her at this time is to receive a new heart,” Stella said. “Who are you?” Harper asked in a gruff voice. Taya didn’t need to see her eyes to know that Harper’s wolf was on edge and that something was wrong. In a silent request to fill her in, Taya squeezed her hand. “She looks just like you,” Harper What? That made no sense.How could she look like Taya? Her brain spun in circles as she tried to contemplate what that could mean. As she was trying to figu
Complete chaos followed. Stella’s wolf didn’t recognize the scent of the shifters that stormed into the room. There were so many of them. Two huge male shifters grabbed Stella and pulled her out of the room and into the hallway. She struggled and shifted into her Lyman form, but even partially shifted, she was no match for two males that were twice her size. A couple of other ma*sive males grabbed Harper. Harper partially shifted as well, claws slashing and fangs bared. Harper almost managed to fight her way out of their grasp, slicing one of the males across his forearm. He didn’t even blink, and the men quickly grabbed hold of her even tighter, picking her up off th ground and carrying her out of the room and into the hallway with Stella. Harper’s wolf was desperate, but there was no way she could defeat the two males holding her.Especially after another one put a bag over her head as they carried her away. She listened for what she could, trying to hear if Taya screamed out, but i
Jackson was numb. None of this felt real. There was a part of him that had hoped there was some possibility of Taya living, of something happening at the last minute to keep her with him after they mated. But that wasn’t to be. When Eric heard the news of Taya’s death, he immediately rushed over. However, he did not expect to see such a scene. Jackson had always been a composed Alpha, and the wolf Eric was seeing right now was anything but Eric watched as Jackson paced around his condo in Arcadia in his massive wolf form. He couldn’t describe him with words. He only felt that Jackson had gone mad. He looked at Jackson’s bloodshot eyes and couldn’t help but feel emotional for his friend. Even in his wolf form, the grief Jackson was experiencing was coming off him in waves. “Jackson, pull yourself together… Your pack needs you.” Jackson’s body went limp, and he laid on the floor. His desperate amber eyes were empty as he stared off into nothing.Night fell, and there was a knock on the
Why don’t we kill her?” Taya listened to the strange men’s conversation, widening her eyes in disbelief. If she guessed correctly, this man had saved her. But if he had saved her, why did he want to kill her after she woke up? She was confused, but she had just woken up from a coma and couldn’t make a sound. She could only look at them with her eyes open. Even though she was staring right at them, they didn’t care. They just continued on talking about if they should kill her. For some reason, the more they wanted to kill her, the more she wanted to live. She tried her best to open her mouth, but she could only make a hoarse sound. When the man heard this voice, he waved at George in disgust. “Kill her. I’m not going to be bound to Rosalie’s stupid decision. And no one has come looking for her, so they clearly haven’t figured it out.” Figured what out? She thought. George turned around and went out. Was he going to get something to kill her? Taya felt that she could be saved, didn’t fe
Amon Yardley, Amon Yardley… Taya searched for this name in her mind, but she still couldn’t recall anything. She stared into his eyes. She was full of doubts and eager to know more information. But it appeared Amon didn’t want to talk to her anymore. He got up and walked out. Not long after he left, a blonde nurse with blue eyes came in. As she helped Taya clean up her body, she whispered a few words in Taya’s ear in a language Taya didn’t understand. French, maybe? She didn’t say anything else and left after cleaning Taya up. After she left, Taya looked around what she could see of the house. It was decorated in a simple French style. So, French was probably correct for the language. Did that mean she was no longer in the US? How long had it been, and how had Amon-or whoever helped him-gotten her out of the country if that was the case? Judging from George’s words, she seemed to have been in a deep coma. Why hadn’t Harper and Silas come to find her? Could it be that they knew that sh
Griffon’s face darkened. He quickly typed back. [That’s not a funny joke.] The response was almost immediate. [It is not a joke. I don’t know who you are, but based on the messages I read on here, you don’t sound like a great guy. If you want to find her, you can go to hell, to do it.] His heart stuttered. No, that wasn’t possible. He opened the door and looked at Andre, who was visibly flustered and upset, a rare occurrence for his a*sistant. “What happened?” he demanded, the gruffness and worry his wolf was feeling infusing his typically rigid tone, though he managed to keep the rest of his reaction calm. “Alpha… `Stella just called to tell me that Ms. Palmer pa*sed away at 2:19 p.m. yesterday…” After Andre finished speaking, he looked up at Griffon. He didn’t know if Alpha Knight didn’t hear him clearly or if he didn’t care. Why wasn’t he reacting? After standing awkwardly at the door for a while, Andre said uneasily, “I won’t disturb your rest.” Andre turned to leave, but a brusqu