Derek's POV
Watching Tabitha cry in my arms, I felt sorry for her.I knew she was still weak and she was supposed to avoid violent mood swings. But she had so much pent-up negativity inside her.I feared that if she kept bottling it all up, something worse would happen. Thus, I figured it was better to let her vent.She cried for what felt like forever until her voice turned hoarse and her tears ran dry.Right now, she was just sobbing softly in my arms.I remained silent the whole time, just gently patting her back, trying to be as soothing as possible.After a while, I noticed her emotions starting to settle down, so I helped her up."You're right," she said."I shouldn't be wishing for death. That would just make the mastermind behind it all crow about his or her victory. I have to live well and make that bastard pay for all this pain."Tabitha wiped away the last trace of tears from the corner of her eyes, and when she looked atTabitha's POVWhen I finally came around, it was already evening, and I could hear crying coming from the hallway.I groggily opened my eyes, not moving at all, just staring blankly at the ceiling in a daze.Everything felt surreal, like some kind of twisted dream.Derek's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at me, his voice hoarse. "Tabitha, finally, you're awake."Seeing him looking so worn out, I knew he must've been pulling all-nighters for days just to take care of me.Right now, my lips were so dry that I couldn't even part them.Derek told me, "For the past few days, you have only been getting nutrients through IVs and haven't eaten any solid food. I've been using cotton swabs dipped in water to keep your lips moist. It's normal that you feel them dry."What do you want? Are you thirsty or hungry? Just let me know.""I'm thirsty..."The moment Derek heard me speak up, his face lit up with relief as he jumped to his feet.But
Third person's POV However reluctant Tabitha was to accept the harsh truth, she had to do it. Things had already happened, and there was nothing she could do to turn back the clock. So many were injured or died just to save her, and now she wasn't just living for herself anymore. "You don't have to worry about me doing anything foolish again. Just go home, take a shower, and get some rest. Trust me, I won't run away again," she promised. Derek didn't expect she would say so. After she came around, she seemed like a whole new person. In the past, she was like a delicate magnolia, standing tall and elegant but completely harmless. Now, however, she was like a thorny rose, beautiful yet ready to hurt anyone who got too close. "Tabitha, I'm not tired..." Derek wasn't sure how she was holding up, so he wanted to stick around and keep an eye on her. Tabitha didn't insist. Instead, she looked towards the closed door, asking, "I heard someone cry
Maureen's POVSeeing Tabitha like this, I couldn't bear to argue with her.I knew that her mom had walked out on her a long time ago, her father had become a vegetable, and her marriage was a disaster too. She had been through enough pain.When she bowed down before me, I immediately panicked."Ms. Hartley, you're unwell. Please stop it."At my age, I knew she must've gone into early labor as soon as I caught sight of her flat belly. Turned out she was hurt, too.Just then, a guy hobbled over with a cane, limping on one leg."Mrs. Foster, Joanna volunteered to protect Tabitha. It's not Tabitha's fault. It's all on me. I failed to protect her. Blame me if you want."I remembered he was called Spike. He had come to visit my son, and at first glance, I could tell he was a decent guy."Kid, your leg..."Behind Spike, a bunch of tall guys started coming out of the ward one after another, some with injured hands and some with injured legs.
Tabitha's POVI looked up and saw a tall, lanky young man limping towards me. His facial features reminded me of Joanna.They had similar faces but different vibes. Joanna was lively and cheerful, while he was cold and brooding.Noticing my gaze, he nodded at me, saying, "Ms. Hartley, I'm sorry if my mother has disturbed you. She had no idea what was going on."Alvin leaned in close to Derek and whispered, "I already filled him in on everything. He asked me not to tell Mrs. Foster about it, worrying it might upset her. I guess he didn't expect she would come here."I looked at the young man and said softly, "You must be Joanna's brother. She often mentioned you to me."He looked haggard, the corners of his eyes a bit red from crying. Hearing my words, he limped over. Guessed he hadn't fully recovered from the car accident.Before I knew it, he suddenly bowed to me. His head hung low like he was confessing some big sin."I know what happened, M
Derek's POVI took a shower and changed my clothes. Feeling fresh, I headed back to the hospital."How is she?" I asked Rolf before entering Tabitha's ward.He immediately replied, "Strange. She isn't making a fuss at all. And she even asked for an extra meal.""Did she say anything?""She asked about our men's injuries, how many were caught, and if Austin was among them. She stayed calm throughout," replied Rolf."What did you tell her?""I answered truthfully, saying that Austin got away and the rest were all being held and tortured. Tabitha didn't say much. Just told me she was tired and needed to rest." Rolf scratched his head and added, "Alpha Derek, what is going on with her? She's too calm. It gives me the creeps.""Looks like she wasn't lying to me," I concluded.I had been worried that Tabitha was trying to send me away so she could kill herself or something, but fortunately, she really came to her senses now.I tiptoed into
Tabitha's POV "Tabitha, I'm not taking anyone's side. But this isn't the style of Poison and Wolf Shadow. If she really wanted to kill you, she could've easily found a way to poison you. Why go through all this trouble? "You know that Megan's the leader. After Mark's death, she left Seattle with her crew, and Elena also left a few months ago." Derek took my hand gently, his expression softening. "To hire Black Wolf Guild takes serious cash and connections. This person is straightforward and ruthless. Tabitha, think carefully. Have you offended anyone?" I shook my head, replying, "You know my past. To become your mate, I dropped out of college. Who could I possibly offend? Not to mention a tycoon who can casually spend 15 million dollars to take me out." Derek frowned. "I suspect it has something to do with your biological family. To help Holly, you accidentally had a DNA test and found out you're not her daughter. Someone wanted to stop you from digging deep
Tabitha's POV Deep down, I was anything but calm or collected. All I felt was this endless madness and obsession. The Thunderflame Isles were known among werewolves as the Isles of Death. It was a secret training ground for special agents where most who got in didn't come out alive. Those who ended up there were either orphans with no one to turn to or rogues who lost everything in war. All of them were individuals standing alone. Most of them were put into training at a very young age. Sure, there were some like me who weren't exactly kids anymore, but they usually had some kind of background in this field. If I just waltzed in there without a plan, it'd be a one-way ticket to death. It was understandable that Derek flipped out about it. "Tabitha, you can't think like that! Didn't you use to wish to set up a hospital for regular folks? I've built it for you. Although Daphne changed the name, it's already running with top-notch doctors from both domesti
Tabitha's POV The sky was dark and drizzly, with the cold wind making the candlelight flicker, and the white petals dancing in the breeze. I wiped the rain off my face and murmured, "Joanna, is that you?" Two drops of rain landed right under Joanna's eyes in the photo, making it look like she was smiling through tears. It was such a bitter sight. I ran my fingers over the gravestone, murmuring, "Joanna, rest assured. I'll take good care of your family. From now on, they're my family too. You can leave with peace of mind. In the next life... In the next life, I wish you happy." After the funeral, the whole village was enveloped in a dense drizzle. I didn't leave immediately but instead went to Joanna's former residence. Her family had moved to the big city a long time ago, and except for major holidays, this place just sat empty. The house looked pretty run-down, and the apple tree and grapevines in the yard stood lonely in the rain. Stand
It wasn't until the bamboo flute's melody faded completely that Misha collapsed to the ground like a puppet whose strings had been cut.She felt as though she'd lost half her life force, every ounce of strength drained from her body.Initially planning to leave the next day, Misha fell ill that very night.Delirious and raving, she was swallowed by confusion.Back at their quarters, Rolf returned with a face flushed with excitement, eager to recount yesterday's events to Alvin in vivid detail.Gesturing wildly, he said, "You should've seen it—spectacular! Those snakes came pouring in from every direction, like something out of a horror movie. It gave me the creeps just watching."Alvin listened, his brow furrowing with each passing word.Recalling Alma's parting words— "See that you behave" —a nagging sense of unease settled in his stomach. Misha's illness felt anything but coincidental."What're you thinking?" Rolf asked, noti
Rolf was so focused on escaping that he barely had time to marvel at the spectacle unfolding before him."If this isn't a nightmare, I don't know what is", he thought, sprinting for his life.He knew if he fell, he'd be bitten to death by the venomous snakes.Never in his life had Rolf run so fast. He sprinted in the direction of the sound, desperation lending him strength.Up ahead, perched in a peach tree like a guardian angel, sat Hedwig.Her tiny fingers danced over a bamboo flute, its melody ringing in the charged air.To Rolf and Misha, however, the "ding-dong" notes felt like a death knell tolling ever closer.Snakes swarmed from all directions like a rising tide. Rolf knew if this kept up, they'd both end up as snake fodder.Panic clawed at his throat. Without a word to Misha, he unceremoniously dumped her onto the ground.Misha was still disoriented when she was roughly thrown to the ground. Before she could rea
"Agreed," Alvin replied. The memory of Hedwig's earlier glare at Misha sent a shiver down his spine.He had a foreboding that Misha might already be in Hedwig's crosshairs.Given that this was Hedwig's home turf, Alvin worried their group might not stand a chance in a confrontation.This added a layer of anxiety to an already tense situation.Meanwhile, Tabitha remained fast asleep, a serene smile playing on her lips.After a short play with the fawn, a pigeon flew in from outside the cave and landed on Hedwig's shoulder, cooing softly. Hedwig paused at the sound, glancing at Tabitha still lost in slumber.With a moment of hesitation, she quietly rose and tiptoed away, not wanting to disturb Tabitha's rest.Misha, who had always sailed through life with ease, had encountered her greatest challenge in the form of unrequited love.Ever since Derek had rescued her, she had vowed to marry him when she grew up.Throughout her
Hedwig nodded understandingly, her face lighting up with innocent joy.She carefully lowered herself onto the lawn and gently pressed a sweet kiss to Tabitha's cheek, her movements as delicate as a butterfly's wings.Her movements were incredibly gentle, for fear of disturbing Tabitha.Then, she sat quietly by the pool, watching butterflies dance around them—a scene so serene it could have been plucked from a masterpiece painting.Tabitha's exhaustion overwhelmed her, her eyelids growing heavier by the second until she drifted into a deep sleep by the pool's edge.Her long, silk-like hair cascaded down, and without her mask, her porcelain skin glowed.Compared to before, she seemed even more beautiful now, like a sleeping fairy, radiating an enchanting charm.Hedwig stayed by her side without disturbing Tabitha, quietly gathering herbs nearby with focused and skillful movements.The forest creatures adored her—a faw
Misha watched Tabitha and Alma walk away, her anger flaring up again.She glared at the back of Tabitha's head and instinctively touched her red cheek.Growing up, she had never been treated like this. The humiliation filled her heart with resentment."Once Derek's poison is neutralized, I'll make them pay", she vowed silently.Alban, seeing the hatred in Misha's eyes, felt a chill.He knew Misha's background—her family's influence was no secret. He'd brought her here out of concern for Derek's blood type.Having watched Misha and Derek grow up, he was well aware of their temperaments.Given Misha's current state, he feared she would cause more trouble.So, he tried to persuade her again, "Look, things are under control here. It's not proper for a young lady like you to stay. I'll have someone escort you out.""I'm not leaving, Dr. Weaver. I'm staying to take care of Derek!" Misha said stubbornly, turning her head
Misha's eyes welled up the moment she saw Derek awake. She lunged toward him, crying, "I've been so worried!"Derek sidestepped her embrace instinctively and said coolly, "I'm fine. I've delayed you long enough. I need to stay for treatment; you should head back."Misha's jaw dropped in shock.Misha had traveled so far and gone through so much, only to hear Derek tell her to leave as soon as he woke up."I need to care for you—your eyesight's impaired. I've already taken leave," she pleaded."You'll be fine. Rolf and Alvin are here. It's not convenient for you, a young woman, to stay," Derek insisted.Misha stamped her foot in frustration. "What's inconvenient about it? You're not married, and neither am I. Remember when we were on missions together? We took care of each other then, didn't we?"Alma happened to pass by and overhear the conversation, finally realizing that Misha had been the one making advances all along.
Derek jolted awake after an hour of sleep.In a daze, sensing someone beside him, he instinctively pulled them into his arms, exclaiming, "Tabitha, you came for me."Alvin sighed, "Alpha Derek, it's me."Derek fumbled blindly in the air, urgency lacing his voice, "Where's Tabitha? Where did she go?""You were dreaming again," Alvin explained patiently."A dream?" Derek frowned, confusion washing over him.But why did the dream feel so real? So real that he could almost feel the give of Tabitha's skin, recall the touch of her body, and even remember the warmth of her flesh. Her voice still seemed to linger in his ears."Tabitha's probably miles away. She couldn't be here," Alvin added.Derek's heart sank, the joy from moments ago replaced by emptiness. It felt as though he'd found his most precious treasure, only to realize it was just a dream.He bowed his head, a bitter smile tugging at his lips. "Right, how could I rea
At Derek's words, Tabitha was suddenly reminded of his words from years ago, when he had said the person in his dreams was her.She couldn't help but wonder what exactly this scoundrel had done to her in his dreams."Tabitha, hold me," Derek pleaded like a petulant child.Tabitha recalled the early days of their marriage. Back then, Derek was reticent and self-absorbed in bed, rarely showing any emotion or expressing his feelings.She often doubted whether he even liked her, if not for the fact that his actions left her bedridden the next day.Derek had locked all his emotions in an airtight box, allowing no one to peek inside.But over the years, their dynamics had done a complete turnaround.Now, Tabitha buried her feelings deep within, becoming cold and distant, while Derek had transformed into someone unrecognizably vulnerable and open.At this moment, Derek was like an overly affectionate, enthusiastic dog, intimately fami
Tabitha was deeply focused on listening to Derek's heartbeat. Irritated by his question, she simply hushed him with a "Shh" and said, "Don't talk." Her attention was entirely on his heart rate. She had no intention of being distracted by others.After finishing with his heartbeat, Tabitha gently pried open Derek's eyelids for a closer look.His pupils were dull and lifeless, making it impossible to assess the internal damage with the naked eye.It seemed that only after administering the antidote and conducting a professional examination outside could they determine the extent of the eye damage.Tabitha silently resolved that if they could just detoxify him, there would be hope for the gradual recovery of his other organs.At Tabitha's "Shh," Derek obediently fell silent.Despite feeling as though he were in a dream, he cherished this fleeting moment, thinking that even an extra minute with Tabitha would give him more memories to hold onto i