Tabitha's POVI was having a meal, but I didn't know what was going on. I was actually very hungry, but I had been feeling restless since just now.The spoon I picked up slipped from my hand and shattered on the floor with a crash.As I instinctively bent down to pick up the pieces, Andrea spoke up, "Don't worry about it. Let the servant handle it."Before Andrea could finish speaking, my finger was cut by a piece of porcelain, and blood began to drip onto the white shards.
Elliott's POVTabitha felt like she had been hit on the head. She stumbled back a few steps and leaned on the table for support. Her face had gone ghost white in that instant."Tabitha, nothing is absolute. I'm just analyzing from the perspective of an ordinary person based on the situation at hand. With the explosion, the heatwave, and the toxic gases, normally, no one would survive that. But Derek isn't just anyone. He's got Alpha blood. He's been through professional training, and he's faced all kinds of extreme challenges. We have to believe in him. He's going to be okay. He's that glimmer of hope."
Third person's POVAlpha Elliott wasn't feeling well. After sipping some herbal concoction prepared by the pack's doctor, he felt a bit better.He thought to himself, Derek was not a greenhorn. He had always been experienced in such matters. Alpha Elliott trusted that Derek would find a way out.But... every time Alpha Elliott closed his eyes, he could envision the scene of the sky filled with flames, a reminder of how powerless humans are in the face of such massive disasters.
Third person's POVUnder the glow of the fire, the sea resembled a roaring beast.Jenny recounted the situation, "Madam, before our people could get close, there was an explosion at Mr. Greenwood's location. Amidst the flames, I heard gunfire. By the time we rushed over, the situation was already out of control. We didn't have gas masks, and the fire was too intense, with snipers ready in the distance, so..."Jenny's eyes were filled with regret. Neither Derek nor Andrea had anticipated that the enemy would be so ruthless and meticulous, leaving no room fo
Third person's POV"Dad, hearing your voice still so strong, I feel relieved."Ambrose's unhurried voice echoed from the living room.He had visited a few times over the years, only to be asked out each time.He was mindful of his dignity and didn't want to come, then. But today, his assertive attitude made the guards hesitate to act too boldly.Everyone knew he was, after all, the only son of
Third person's POVZander, acting as if nothing was amiss, supported Alpha Elliott with a considerate expression on his face, "Grandpa, Ambrose is right. Whether you acknowledge me or not, it doesn't change the fact that we are family through and through.""Exactly. Ambrose was indeed too impulsive back then. He has known his mistake for years, and today he came especially to apologize. Please forgive him," Phoebe added.Look at this dual attack, playing the family card. Today's visitors clearly came prepared.
Third person's POVAndrea's words nearly drove Ambrose mad.The Andrea of the past always spoke to him with caution, not like now, where every word stung.Ambrose was doubting whether this woman's tongue could be so sharp.What was even more critical was that Ambrose always cherished Phoebe's hard childhood. But when Andrea spoke so specifically, Ambrose immediately felt uneasy with his hand holding Phoebe's waist.
Alpha Elliott's POVZander's words hung in the air, and even Truman Watson, the butler, couldn't help but look up at the audacious illegitimate grandson.Without waiting for me to speak, Zander continued on his own accord, "Speaking of which, Grandpa, you are very biased. It's clear that Ambrose loved Phoebe. And you not only stopped Phoebe from joining the Black Thorn Pack, but you also refused to acknowledge my bloodline, branding me as a bastard for people to insult and mock. Meanwhile, Derek, an accident that should never have been born, received all your favor and the position of Alpha. Isn't that unfair to me?"
"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
Derek clung to Tabitha like a koala to a tree trunk, refusing to let go.His voice was urgent and filled with longing as he declared, "Tabitha, you have no idea how long I've been searching for you! Every day, every night, your image haunted my thoughts. I was such a fool. If I had known you would vanish completely, I never would have let you go."Tabitha's heart skipped a beat at his words.Recalling her departure, she realized how strange it had been—how smoothly she had left.Back then, Tabitha had barely left when someone came chasing after her. Had Derek known of her plan from the start?If he had wanted to stop her, he could have nipped her plan in the bud."Why did you let me go, then?" she asked.Derek, lost in the joy of their reunion, poured out his feelings unreservedly. "I've always felt guilty for the wrongs I did you. I wanted to make amends."Tabitha gazed into Derek's eyes, noticing the red marks on his face.Despite his usual handsomeness, these marks added an air of
Third person's POVThis was why Tabitha had chosen Alvin over Rolf.She adjusted her waterlogged mask, now nearly peeling off, and swiftly exited the scene.Rolf muttered behind her, "Alpha Derek, don't go around hugging people. What if she gets clingy? Tabitha's still out there—what if she sees this and makes you wait another decade?"Derek remained silent."But seriously," Rolf continued, "the doctor's build and height are identical to Tabitha's. Just the face is different."Derek seized on this. "What did you say?""I said she looks like Tabitha, except for the face. Alpha Derek, don't get carried away—it's not like Tabitha to pop up just because you're poisoned. You've looked for her for three and a half years with no luck."Derek rubbed his temples, chalking it up to longing-induced hallucinations.Tabitha retreated to her room, exhausted from the sleepless night of brewing and changing medicines.