Breathing in the fresh oxygen made Taya feel like a fish that had been out of water for too long, suddenly returning to the pond and regaining a new life.
She grabbed the oxygen mask and desperately inhaled.
Seeing that her face had regained a hint of color, Griffon’s furrowed brow started to unwrinkled slightly.
He looked at Stella, who was examining Taya. “How is she?” he asked.
After listening for a while, Stella felt something was wrong with Taya’s heart.
“The oxygen has helped a bit, but I need to examine her further and run some tests.”
Taya’s heart didn’t sound healthy at all, and given how she looked and her symptoms, Stella was sure it was some type of heart failure. But she didn’t dare to say anything in front of Griffon before she had conclusive test results.
“Run everything. I need to know exactly what’s wrong with her,” Griffon demanded with a growl, letting the commanding Tone of his Alpha seeps through.
Stella nodded. “I’ll go make the arrangements.”
Hearing their conversation, Taya gave up struggling.
Her illness could no longer be hidden. If Griffon knew, then let him know.
After Stella left, Griffon took out his phone and called Andre. “Two things. Remove the hotel’s surveillance footage and s hut Jackson’s mouth up.”
“Yes, Alpha,” Andre replied respectfully.
Only then did Griffon put down his phone and look at Taya. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a heart attack?”
His expression was as unmoved as ever, as if he was not worried about her illness but instead blamed her for hiding it.
Seeing his unconcerned expression, the little ripples stirred up in Taya’s heart gradually faded.
She raised her hand and wanted to remove the oxygen mask to speak, but he grabbed her wrist.
“Don’t move.”
Griffon’s Alpha voice rang in Taya’s ears, sparking hope that he actually cared.
She pressed down on her chest, trying to control the frequency of her heartbeat, but she was frightened by Griffon,
who suddenly leaned over.
His tall and large, muscular body, with its stifling sense of oppression, hit Taya, making her unconsciously shrink her neck backward and into the pillow.
If he noticed her shrinking away from him, he gave no indication. He pressed her down on the bed even more, lowered his head, and stared at her pale face.
“Are you still feeling unwell?” he asked softly.
It was rare for Griffon to show care for her like this. Actually, it could be said that he had never been so concerned about her before. This unexpected gentleness made Taya extremely uncomfortable.
She pressed her body tightly against the hospital bed despite the pain, only heaving a sigh of relief when she had managed to put another inch between them.
She lowered her head and said softly, “My back…”
She looked well-behaved and quiet, the same as when she Had been with him, as if she had never changed.
Griffon’s cold expression softened slightly.
He undid her coat and looked at her back.
The three dark red marks of the iron rod almost sank into her flesh.
It was as if he could see the marks of broken bones.
Looking at her pale face get even paler, Griffon raised his hand to touch her cheek. “I’ll get the doctor to look at it.”
His broad palm almost wrapped around her face. His fingers caressed against her skin, and for a second Taya let herself get lost in the fantasy that the man before her cared about her very much and could not bear to let her get hurt. As if he loved her deeply.
Seeing Taya staring at him in disbelief, Griffon suddenly came to his senses. He removed his hand from her face, turned around, and quickly walked out.
Through the gla*s window of the hospital room, Taya saw him instructing the doctor named Stella to check her back first.
Soon, Stella came in. Under Griffon’s gaze, she first checked the wounds on Taya’s back.
“It looks like your soft tissue is bruised. I’ll get you something for the pain.”
After saying that, Stella took out a can of ointment, scooped up a spoonful, rubbed it in her palm, and applied it to Taya’s back.
Her movements were gentle, but as soon as she touched it, Taya felt a piercing pain and cold sweat dripping down her back.
Griffon stepped forward and held her trembling shoulders. The high temperature of his palm made Taya grit her teeth and endure.
Stella took a few more vials of her blood for testing.
Taya was exhausted. She closed her eyes and wanted to fall asleep, but she looked uneasily at Griffon.
Taya forced herself to open her eyes and looked at Griffon, who had been sitting by her hospital bed the entire time. “Can you let go of Alpha Sterling first?”
Seeing that she was still thinking about Jackson when she was in such a state, Griffon eyes, which had finally softened, turned cold.
“You need to worry about yourself and leave shifter matters to the shifters. Such affairs have nothing to do with you.”
After saying that, Griffon got up and left without looking back.
Looking at his figure disappear from her sight, Taya sighed helplessly.
As usual, Griffon was as ruthless as ever.
After the blood test, Stella returned to the ward with the report, but she didn’t see Griffon.
She thought he was gone, so she handed the report to Taya, who was lying on the bed.
“Ms. Palmer, your heart failure is grave. Why didn’t you get hospitalized?”
Hearing Stella’s voice, Taya, who had been dozing off several times, struggled to hold herself up and reached out to take the report.
“Being hospitalized is just waiting for death in a different place…”
Her voice was filled with endless despair as if she were ready to d i. e.
“Does Alpha Knight know?”
Taya shook her head.
Seeing this, Stella understood.
“Shall I tell him?”
She had thought that Stella would tell Griffon directly, but she didn’t expect that Stella would ask for her opinion.
“What the goddess happened?”
Griffon’s expression was deadly.
“Did Jackson hit you?”
Taya quickly shook her head. “Not him. Roman…”
Griffon frowned. “I don’t understand. Explain.”
Taya had no choice but to tell him everything that had happened in the hotel.
As soon as Griffon knew she hadn’t had s ex with Jackson, his furrowed brows slightly relaxed.
However, when he heard that she was almost violated by the pack guards brought by Roman, his eyebrows tightly knitted. Together again.
Without thinking, he took out his phone and made another call. “Joe, deal with Roman!”
Mr. Chilton quickly replied dutifully, “Yes.”
Taya looked at Griffon, shocked that he would help her deal with Roman.
Did he help her because he found out that the woman he had slept with almost violated by someone else, or because he cared about her?
Thinking of Mr. Chilton of the Knight Pack that Roman had mentioned, she couldn’t help but ask, “Is that Joe… Mr. Chilton?”
Hearing this, Griffon’s expression didn’t change much, but his eyes narrowed. He nodded slightly in response.
When Taya saw him nod, her face darkened. Roman said she conspired with Mr. Chilton to trick him and suspected Mr. Chilton was Greyson.
What did this mean? She wanted to ask Griffon, but she didn’t want him to know that she had slept with Greyson.
She was afraid that Griffon would be angry, afraid that he would think she was promiscuous, and even more afraid of his verbal insults, so she didn’t dare to mention it.