Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

Jackson startled when he heard a loud bang behind him.

He rushed over to the crashed car and saw Taya slumped against the steering wheel, her face white as a sheet.

His chest tightened subconsciously.

He yanked at the door handle to get her out, but the car was locked.

Knocking hard on the window, he said, "Ms. Palmer, open the door!"

Taya didn't move to unlock the doors.

Shit. She must be unconscious.

Jackson smashed the back window on the driver's side so that no glass would get on her, then reached through it to unlock the front door.

goddess he was a shifter, or else he wouldn't

quickly and carefully pulled Taya out

unconscious, but she was almost there. Taya grabbed his arm as if she were desperate. With difficulty, and after

went blank when he heard that word. Scenes flashed through

lay her on the ground, Jackson picked Taya up and carried her. He turned to his Beta. "Get someone

would be too late for them to go to the

hotel was equipped with more first-aid items than a lot of shifter hotels were. Shifters didn't need much in the way of medical treatment unless it was a more serious

guests could shift into their wolf form to heal, then shift

owned by the Sterling pack. Since they were a pack who dealt with humans, they

hotel manager quickly sent someone to get the small oxygen tank they kept on hand in

suite she had booked

this. He hurriedly contacted his good friend Eric Sinclair, who happened to be at

extremely regimented schedule-Jackson gave him the address, told

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