Taya had mixed feelings as she looked at Grace, who leaned on Andre’s shoulder holding her doll and acting ridiculously obedient. Griffon took her hand and put it in his coat pocket, “Let’s go home, Taya.” Touching his thick hand, Taya felt it was usually cold and turned her gaze to the ashen-faced man. “Are you okay?” His skin had always been fair and rosy, but now he looked so pale that even his thin lips seemed bloodless. She did not believe that it was caused by a cold, “If something’s wrong, please tell me. Do not hide it from me or lie to me, okay?” Griffon’ eyes sparkled wearily, but he patiently lowered his head. “It’s really just a cold. Feel it if you don’t believe me.” Taya stood on her toes and reached out her hand to touch his forehead, which telt warmer than usual, “Have you taken cold medicine?” Griffon nodded lightly with a faint smile on his lips, “Mrs. Knight, you must love me a great deal to be so concerned about me, huh?” She didn’t try to hide her tender look, “Yes, that’s why you must be well, Alpha Knight.” Griffon wanted to tease her so that she could relax, but hearing her answer, his expression froze for a moment. “Yes, she will only be well if I am. We cannot do without the other, and I must keep my promise.” With that in his mind, Griffon raised her chin and kissed her lips, then held her soft hand and get off the plane with her. Under the dim light of the airport, their figures, one dignified and another lady-like, cast long shadows. Emerging from the plane with a group of doctors, Zack frowned as he stared after Griffon. Not too far away, he happened to see red liquid dripping down from the man’s heavy coat. Fishing out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, Zack took one out with his trembling hand, lit and put it in his mouth before taking a deep drag. He seldom smoked and trembled like this. However, seeing Greyson suffer such a serious injury, he couldn’t help wanting to smoke. Griffon opened the car door and helped Taya into the car. Gritting his teeth, he then bent down and sat down beside her. When he gently leaned back, his loose hair trembled along. Sitting in front, Andre saw Griffon was in such pain and subconsciously tightened his arms around Grace. When Griffon was facing Taya just now, he had his back to Andre, so Andre was able to see it clearly. Alpha’ expensive white shirt was oozing blood here and there like blooming flowers. Andre was so startled that he nearly yelped, but holding his hand behind him, Griffon gestured for him to keep quiet with his finger. “In Ms. Palmer’s presence, Alpha never seems to care about his life, and he doesn’t even want her to worry.” Andre thought. He couldn’t fathom how deeply Alpha loved Ms. Palmer, and all he could do was tell the chauffeur to drive faster. Even though Griffon was in so much pain that sweat broke out on his forehead, he still held Taya tightly in his arms. Having not seen her for a few days, he had missed her. Taya tried to look up at him several times, but he kept holding her head down. He also stopped her when she tried to wrap her arms around his waist. She felt he was behaving very strangely, “Griffon, are you-” She forcibly raised her head, and he lowered his and planted his cold lips on hers. Holding the back of her head, Griffon glanced up at Andre, signaling him to cover the pup’s eyes, before he began to French-kiss her. Lowering his eyelashes, he pried open her white teeth with his tongue and kissed her pa*sionately as he took in her scent. His kiss was always aggressive and soon took her breath as he clasped her hands, taking control of everything. Almost deprived of oxygen, Taya, who was half-lying on his lap, slowly went limp, powerless to resist him. She struggled twice, and the man let out a guttural grunt, not from the kiss but from pain. He tried to divert her attention by kissing her, but his mu ff led groan roused the woman’s suspicion Taya opened her eyes and gazed quietly at Griffon, whose forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat. When the car pulled over at the entrance of Harper’s villa, Taya opened the door and got out, but Griffon remained in the car. He hid his beautiful face in the shadow and calmly explained. “Taya, I still have something urgent to deal with tonight. Have a good rest, and I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”” If it was a week ago, he would surely bring her to the manor and make love to her whole night, and he would never bring her back to Harper’s place. Taya, however, only nodded. After taking Grace from Andre, she waved Griffon goodbye and turned to enter the villa. Watching her enter the living room, Griffon slumped against the car window suddenly, his face even paler than before. Andre hurriedly told the chauffeur to turn around and go to the hospital where Stella worked, but Griffon stopped him, “I can’t let Stella know.” As Stella and Taya had become good friends, he knew if he went there, Stella would tell his fiancee, so he thought it was better not to worry her. Holding onto the seat in front, Griffon’ hand balled in pain as he gritted his teeth and grunted. “There are doctors in the manor. Let’s go back.” Zack was already waiting with the doctors at the manor. Seeing Andre help Griffon into the house, he quickly ordered the doctors to stop the bleeding. The doctors cut open the shirt on Griffon’ back, which was blo ody with many slash wounds all over. Even Andre, who had seen Alpha injured countless times before, was shocked by it and took a step back. “What the hell happened?” He was asking Zack. Alpha Knight had acted as the person in charge of Knight pack and not as Greyson. Zack, however, knew Griffon was injured and even got the doctors to wait for him in the manor. This showed that Alpha’ injury was not caused by Casare, but by S. Standing aside, Zack kept twirling the unlit cigarette in his hand. He seemed to be pondering something, but couldn’t come up with a good solution and could only let out a long sigh. “Mr. Davies did this.”