Chapter 174
But how could she have belonged to him when he didn’t remember her?
H ell, he couldn’t remember anything. And the more he thought about it, the more his head hurt.
The pain was gnawing, as if there were a thousand jackhammers all pounded at every crevice in his head.
He tried to grasp at the broken pieces of his memories, tried to flail out in his mind to clutch just the smallest sliver of something
he could remember. All it did was make his head hurt
even more.
No doctor he’d been to could figure out his memory loss, and no wolf shifter medical book or history book shed any light on what
had happened to him and why he couldn’t regain his memory. Something like this was so rare for shifters, no one knew what to
do.
reluctant to let go.
It was as if he would lose her as soon as he let go of her, and a sense of dread, if impending doom flooded him.
It was not until there was a knock on the door that he came to
his senses. He quickly put Taya on the long sofa as if he had a guilty conscience. “Come in,” he said after he’d taken a second to
straighten himself and re-focus his mind. Beta Smith pushed the door open and entered. “Alpha, the bidding has started early.
We need to get back to the auditorium.” Jackson glanced at his watch. “Isn’t it resuming two o’clock in the afternoon?” “It was
supposed to be two o’clock, but the Knight pack suddenly announced a change in plans.” Jackson frowned. This was ridic ulous
and unprofessional. “We need to hurry. The Knight pack said that anyone to arrive late will be eliminated.”
“Only they would do something so unreasonable,” Jackson snorted.
He was about to leave when he looked back at Taya.
“Do you want to wake Ms. Palmer up?” his Beta asked.
“No need.”
Jackson took off his suit jacket and covered her petite body with
it.
Only then did he turn around and follow Beta Smith to the venue, quietly closing the door behind him so as to not disturb her.
As soon as I fell asleep, I fell into a daze and couldn’t wake up, no matter how hard I tried.
It was like something was pulling me down, and I was stuck in a weird limbo between waking and dreaming.
It felt like someone was patting my face, but I couldn’t tell if it was happening in real life or in my dreams. I managed to pry my
eyes open in a daze.
My vision was blurred, and I blinked multiple times, trying to clear the fogginess. After focusing for a long time, I still could only
vaguely see an outline of someone standing over me.
“Is that you, Alpha Sterling?”
As soon as I asked the question, I was picked up.
As the sky and the earth spun, a man’s face grew closer and larger. I could make out strong features and an angular jaw.
“Take a good look at me!”
My stomach dropped to the floor as I realized who had picked
me up.
The person in front of me was not Jackson, but Griffon!