Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

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 she was being treated here, so they didn't disturb her?

Frowning, Taya closed her eyes and fell asleep as exhaustion

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When she woke, someone was lying on top of her.

To be exact, that person's head was resting over her heart. It seemed that he was listening attentively, or maybe he was feeling her heartbeat... From this direction, she could only see a head of thick hair.

She didn't know what he wanted to do, and she couldn't move, so she could only stare at the top of Amon's head.

He seemed to sigh softly and murmured, "The wolf I gave you wasn't your gift to give someone else. You were supposed to

be my mate forever."

His voice was very sad and full of grief.

More pieces started to come together. Had the woman who claimed to be her sister truly transformed Taya into a

werewolf? But...where was that woman?

Amon lay prone on her body and could feel that her heart was beating faster than when she was asleep. He guessed that she had woken up.

He raised his head slightly. The moment their eyes met, a trace of hostility suddenly appeared in his dark and deep eyes.

"I don't like it when you open your eyes. When you open your eyes, I can tell that you aren't her."