They cut her off, forcing her to pull over.
She immediately locked the car doors and did not dare to get out.
But she didn’t expect them to smash her car window with their elbows after they couldn’t open the door!
Tara screamed in fright. Before she could think of a way to escape, the car door was pulled open, and a black sack covered her head.
After she was dragged out, she was thrown into the trunk of a car.
No matter how hard she shouted and struggled, no one answered her.
When they finally stopped, she was pulled out of the trunk. She felt like she was about to be suffocated to death, and she hurriedly tore the sack off her head, gasping for air.
She didn’t have a chance to catch her breath. Two wolf shifters grabbed her arms and dragged her over to a watering trough on a farm. It reeked of manure.
Before Tara could process what was about to happen, her head was shoved under the water.
When she was let up, the man who seemed to be in charge sneered and waved his hand. “Tie her up and throw her into the woods over there.”
She screamed and struggled with all her might.
However, she was too weak to resist the group of strong wolves. Soon, she was tied up and thrown into the woods by several men.
After doing all this, the man washed his hands and tidied up before walking towards a black Lincoln parked in the distance.
He knocked on the window. “Sir, I’ve dealt with her according to your instructions.”
Griffon fiddled with the mask in his hand and nodded. “You can go back now.”
The man replied with a “yes” and left quickly with a group of people.
After they left, Griffon tilted his head and looked at Nox, who was focused on driving. “Can you find any evidence of Georgia’s murder?”
“I’m afraid it’s been difficult because she hasn’t done it herself. The group of people working for her won’t expose her. In addition, she has a history of mental illness. Even if we find any clues, it will be difficult to get the elders to punish her.”
Griffon nodded thoughtfully. “It doesn’t matter. One day, I’ll make sure she’s locked up for the rest of her life.”
He looked out of the window. Before the storm came, he wanted to see Taya again.
“Take me to the cemetery.”
A week after Taya died, Jackson returned to Arcadia.
He went directly to see Harper and handed a thumb drive to her when she answered the door.
“This is everything I have. I’ve transferred it all to you…money, real estate, the whole enchilada.”
Harper was floored, speechless. She stood there staring at him blankly, her mouth hanging open.
Jackson smiled calmly. “I promised Taya I would take good care of you. And I would rather not come back here; I need to focus on being the Sterling pack’s Alpha.”
A trace of guilt flashed in his eyes. “I should have taken better care of you before…”
Harper regained her thoughts and handed the thumb drive back to Jackson. “No. I can take care of myself.”
Jackson’s wolf rose to the surface, and the Alpha command was heavy in his voice. “You will take it,” he growled.
Harper didn’t know what to say after hearing that, and the Alpha command in his voice wouldn’t let her refuse.
He turned to leave.
“Where are you going?”
Jackson looked back and smiled at her. “I’m going to the cemetery to see her.”
For some reason, Harper felt uneasy when she saw his smile.
She looked at his back and blurted out, “Silas, you’re my only relative in this world. Don’t do anything stupid.”
When he heard this, his eyes darkened with sadness.
He didn’t look back and just waved his hand at Harper.
Jackson bought a bouquet of flowers on his way to the cemetery.
When he arrived, a figure was kneeling on one knee in front of Taya’s gravestone.
The wolf shifter looked so haggard that Jackson almost didn’t recognize him.
Griffon’s appearance took him so much surprised that Jackson gave the Alpha a minute before walking up and placing the flowers in front of the stone.
The two men stood in front of the gravestone and looked at the photo of Taya on it. They did not speak, nor did they drive the other away.
After a long silence, Jackson asked, “Did you love her?”
Griffon felt a sharp pain in his heart and didn’t reply.
Jackson continued. “Do you think she loved you?”
Griffon finally raised his head and looked at Jackson with bloodshot eyes, his irises changing to amber with his wolf.
Jackson took out a wedding photo from his suit pocket and placed it in front of Taya’s tombstone.
When Griffon looked at the photo, his face turned paler. “You… Did you mate her?”
Jackson couldn’t help but smile. “She’s mine. An elder performed the mating ceremony before she pa*sed.”
Griffon picked up the picture. When he saw Taya and Jackson’s happy smiles, something snapped.
He tore the picture to shreds while Jackson calmly looked on.
“When she was with you, you had so many opportunities to make her yours, but you only let her be your mistress. You missed out, and you only have yourself to blame.”
Jackson was done with the niceties, and he waved Griffon away.
“I want to be alone with my mate.”
Griffon didn’t move.
“I said you can leave now.”
Griffon looked as if he were going to say something, but then stomped off with a low growl.
Jackson dropped to his knees in front of the gravestone and rested his forehead on it.
“I’ve taken care of everything for Harper like you wanted me to. She’s strong, and she’ll be okay. I… I can accompany you now.”
He took out a gun filled with silver bullets and looked at her picture with a smile.