Tabitha's POVI wasn't clear on the situation with Alpha Elliott, but it was evident that Zander already considered the Black Thorn Pack his possession.In the world of werewolves, the desire for power often drives individuals to take various actions."Ms. Sarat, you and my father have long rejected each other. Technically, you no longer belong to the Black Thorn Pack. The Black Thorn Pack has supported you for so many years, fulfilling their duty. Now that Phoebe is back, she is the legitimate Mrs. Greenwood and the former Luna. If I were you, I would lea
Third person's POVPhoebe clearly knew this was the main bedroom. But after hearing Truman's words, she still had to pretend to be innocent.In the world of werewolves, the bond between mates should be sacred and inviolable.However, Phoebe insisted on interfering with someone else's relationship, which Tabitha looked down upon."I'm sorry, I didn't know this was Andrea's room. I just thought this room had a good orientation, with a view of the Swan Lake and good lighting, a
Third person's POVNo one knew better than Ambrose how deeply Andrea had been committed to him.He could still remember the way Andrea displayed those precious artworks she had collected from all over the world in front of him as if they were her treasures.At that time, Andrea, with her innate pride, tried hard to restrain herself, with a corner of her mouth that couldn't help but rise."Ambrose, look! This is the work of a master. I went through a lot of trouble to get it.
Third person's POVAndrea and Tabitha's low-key demeanor was in stark contrast to Phoebe and her son.Initially, Phoebe was a bit nervous. When no one was around, she quietly asked, "Zander, how did you manage to persuade Alpha Elliott?"No one knew Alpha Elliott's stubbornness better than Phoebe. He was an oddball who could easily forsake even his son, impervious to any tactics.How did Zander manage to persuade him with just a few words?
Derek's POVI stared at him, unleashing my Alpha aura and suppressing him. "Finally got you."He instinctively wanted to bite down on me. I seized the opportunity to jam the gun handle into his mouth. My voice was cold and biting, "Still trying to end it all? Dream on!"When his plan failed, the man tried to elbow me in the chest.I'd been failed before. But this time, I was fully prepared and didn't give him a chance at all.
Derek's POVI knew that for someone like him, they weren't afraid of death or pain. They were only afraid of losing consciousness.The overhead lights illuminated Black Fox's face, and I could see beads of sweat forming on his forehead.When the cold syringe pierced his skin, it felt to him like an ant bite. Yet, the veins on his hands bulged. He clenched his fists, struggling to break free.Even a powerful werewolf could feel fear when faced with an unknown drug.
Derek's POV"Don't go!" Black Fox roared hoarsely, but that boy couldn't hear him at all.I smiled lightly, but my heart remained cold. "What a pure and sunny child. He was orphaned at a young age, not even knowing you are still alive, yet always facing every day positively. Such a child is going to be in danger just because of you. It's really hard."Black Fox's eyes turned scarlet, no longer as calm as before.He cursed at me angrily, "Come at me if you have anything. I'll take whatever you've got. He has no idea about any of this!"I grabbed his collar and sneered, "Then why didn't you come at me? Why did you harm a child? My son should have known all about this? Isn't it too hollow to say it now? Tabitha was pregnant, how did you treat her in the pouring rain? Why should I be merciful when you hurt other's families without any hesitation?"Black Fox licked his dry lips, clearly realizing that this was their fault. He had no room to defend himself."I'm begging you, spare him, plea
Third person's POVDerek's voice was like a death knell, echoing in Black Fox's ear as he heard the boy's hurried footsteps through the phone."Selena, don't do anything foolish! Where are you?" the boy exclaimed."Stop! Stop, please!" Black Fox shouted desperately.The boy suddenly paused. "I thought I heard something. Did you hear that?""It's not the time for that now. We haven't found Selena yet.""You're right." The boy climbed over the railing. He expected to find Selena just on the other side, only to discover no one there. The narrow ledge he stood on was only fifteen centimeters wide, and one wrong move would send him plummeting to his death from the fiftieth floor.Unaware of the danger, the boy asked, "There's no one here. Are you sure she's here? Have you mistaken?""I'm not mistaken." The man's expression darkened, like the grim reaper himself."I never had a sister. I've been after you all along," he added.The boy, inexperienced in such situations, asked with his eyes f
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
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