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.

every way. From the orphanage, to never getting her wolf, to

men she had met and

***

out of

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

pain. He opened his mouth as if he had said something, but I was too far away to

walked toward him. "What did you

suddenly stopped talking. His clear eyes were fixed

night sky, washing

his face. I rushed forward

changed, and the young man disappeared. I saw

up to me and asked condescendingly, "Are you

a blush and shyly put my hand

he held my hand, I saw that the hand holding mine turned into a pair