Chapter 40


    Chapter 40


    I tore the blood results into pieces without looking at the paper, then threw it into the trash can so


    Harper wouldn’t see it. I’d make up something to tell her about why they weren’t in my file if she asked.


    Hopefully, getting me food would distract her from


    it.


    I turned around to push the IV pole back to the spot it was in before I’d moved it, ncing out the


    window as I did so. The window in this room looked out over the parking lot, and I saw a few luxury


    Town Cars driving in and heading toward the ER


    entrance.


    When they came to a stop, a group of wolf shifter bodyguards in ck suits exited the cars and


    escorted Griffon out.


    He hurried into the hospital with Tara in his arms.


    When I saw his anxious look, my heart sank.


    I’de to the emergency department because of a heart attack when I was with him.


    What kind of reaction did he have then?


    I remembered him standing by the bed and looking down at me while I was curled up in pain.


    He’d thrown an AMEX ck card at me as if I were a beggar.


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    He’d thought I was pretending to be sic k to gain his sympathy and get more money from him.


    There was a mor of footstepsing down the hall, getting closer and closer to my room. Since this


    was the ER ward of the hospital, the rooms weren’t private. The walls facing the hallway were ss,


    and Griffon would be able to see me as he passed.


    But when Griffon rushed by my room, he didn’t even look my


    way.


    Harper chose that moment toe back, holding a tray with red Jell-O on it. When she saw that I had


    moved around in bed, sitting up at the edge of it, she hurried over.


    “You just recovered from a high fever. You should beying down, not trying to get out of bed.” Harper


    set the tray down and then came over to gently push me toy down again. “Don’t be so careless with


    your health right now.”


    Warmth spread through my heart at her concern for me, though all the concern and care-taking in the


    world wouldn’t help me get any better. I pursed my lips and smiled.


    Harper peeled the top off the Jell-O and said, “I’ll go see if your blood test results are in. Why were you


    trying to sit up? You weren’t going to get up and get it, were you?”


    When I hemmed and hawed and didn’t answer, she furrowed her eyebrows, and I could see her nose


    wrinkle up a bit as she sniffed.


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    Dam n her wolf’s abilities to scent out my nerves and know I wasn’t telling her something.


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    “Where’s the report? Show it to me,” she demanded, putting her hands on her hips.


    Shi t. I didn’t want to lie to her, but…it was for her own good. “I was going to find the doctor, but then he


    came in and told me the results.”


    “And?”


    “It’s just a blood test. I’m fine,” I replied calmly.


    Harper stared at me, a serious expression darkening her face. I rarely saw the super protective nature


    of her wolf take over, but it was written all over her right now. “You’re different from everyone, Taya.


    You’ve had a heart attack before, and you’re not a shifter. You can’t just get better like most people can.


    You have to take this seriously.”


    For the millionth time, I wish werewolves could be created like they were in books. You mated someone


    and they could turn you, make you like them so you could be together much longer than the average


    human’s lifespan. It would be so much easier than…this.


    I mustered up a smile I didn’t feel. “I know. The doctor said that I was fine. My heart is fine. Don’t


    worry.”


    Harper’s eyes narrowed a smidge more, and then what seemed


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    like a look of relief touched her face. She handed the Jell-O to me. “I managed to find red for you,


    instead of gross lime green.” She made a disgusted face.


    I took the wiggly food and the spoon, then took a bite.


    Crisis averted.


    For now.


    ***


    Harper looked at Taya’s pale face. She wanted to say something but stopped herself after thinking over


    it for a second longer.


    She was pretty sure she’d heard Taya call out to Ss.


    After so many years, it was the first time she’d heard Taya say his name. Harper wanted to ask about it,


    but she didn’t want to reopen Taya’s deep scars.


    Especially now, when Taya was in the hospital. It was probably better to leave the dead buried…right


    where Ss belonged.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!