Third person's POV
Derek lay face down, unable to see Tabitha's expression.
His heart was a mess of anxiety, unsure of what she was thinking.
He wrestled with himself—part of him desperately wanted to tell her the truth, while another part feared it would only hurt her more.
But he knew he couldn't keep hiding it.
"Tabitha, I think it's time I explain everything about Daphne and me. There's no point in keeping secrets now," Derek said, taking a deep breath.
Tabitha was cleaning Derek's wounds, her hands steady but slow.
When Derek brought up the topic, she felt no relief—only a deep, gnawing fear.
She was terrified he'd say something dismissive, like it was a moment of weakness or that he'd been drugged.
Her hands trembled slightly, each movement deliberate, as if she were bracing herself for what was coming.
Derek didn't wait for her reaction. "I've wanted to tell you the truth for a long time. But ba
Third person's POVDerek kept talking, his voice low. "Daphne begged me to give her a family, saying she didn't want her child to grow up without a father. She asked if I could give her a home."Hearing this, Tabitha felt a sourness welling up inside her. Her eyes reddened slightly as she asked, "So you gave her one?""She used Randall's life as leverage. I couldn't refuse. That's why I asked for a divorce. But later, I realized her ambitions went far beyond that. The hospital, the gown, 32 Seaside Avenue—everything I prepared for you, she tried to steal." Derek's voice hardened with anger and regret.Memories of that agonizing time flooded back.Tabitha bit her lip, fighting tears. "So you knew… when she pushed me into the sea?""From the beginning, I knew both of your personalities well. How could I not guess what she had done? When you both fell into the water, my instinct was to save you. But thinking of Randall's death and
Third person's POVDerek's brow furrowed, a shadow of worry crossing his face. "Tabitha, things aren't as simple as you think."There were things he couldn't explain to her, not fully."It's too late to back out now. The only way I can protect you and the children is by climbing higher, reaching further."Tabitha didn't fully understand the intricacies of his world, but she sensed that Derek's family wasn't just some wealthy dynasty."But you know how dangerous this path is. How can you bear to put our child in harm's way?""Tabitha, I don't have a choice. Kyrian has potential. He's the eldest, born into the Black Thorn Pack. I can't raise him like some sheltered heir. He has a responsibility to protect this family. If not him, then Helios. I won't have children with anyone else."Tabitha's heart ached. Both boys were her flesh and blood. She'd already missed so much of their lives."Is there really no other way?""He's
Third person's POVMisha's looks were average at best. She had a larger frame.At 168 centimeters and 120 pounds, her figure wasn't bad, but standing next to Tabitha, she paled in comparison.Tabitha was slender, her skin as pale as snow. After losing weight, her delicate features stood out even more, making her look like a doll.Misha, on the other hand, applied thick layers of foundation.Unfortunately, she wasn't skilled at makeup. The heavy application left her face caked and uneven, creating a stark contrast between her face and neck.It looked… odd.Derek knew Misha didn't have bad intentions.She was just straightforward, and he had a good relationship with her father, so he tolerated her.Still, her daily appearances were hard to stomach.Letting her leave would've been the kindest thing he could do for her.But Misha didn't get the hint.She batted her heavily mascaraed eyelashes at h
Third person's POVDrip.A drop of red liquid fell onto the white bedsheet. Tabitha's face paled. Had Derek's wound reopened?No, if it had, the blood would've come from his back, not the front.She looked up and saw a trail of red under Derek's nose."Why are you bleeding?"She quickly grabbed tissues to wipe it away. Derek cleared his throat. "It's… dry in here.""I'll ask Rolf to bring a humidifier later.""Mm." Derek avoided her gaze, his ears turning red.Tabitha efficiently changed his bandages. As the sky darkened, she grabbed her change of clothes. "I'm going to shower. Call me if you need anything."She took a quick shower, rushing through it out of concern for Derek. She didn't even dry off completely, water droplets still clinging to her skin.When she opened the bathroom door, she found Derek staring at her. "Tabitha, I want to shower too."It suddenly hit her: Derek hadn't showere
Third person's POVHer fingers trembled as she undid one, two, three buttons. More and more of Derek's well-defined chest was revealed.Scattered across his pectorals were a few old scars, which, far from detracting from his beauty, added a unique masculine charm to him.Gently, she helped Derek remove his clothing, until his entire upper body was exposed.Derek's Adam's apple rolled slightly. His voice became a bit husky, "And the pants."Tabitha's face flushed instantly. She stammered, "You, you do it yourself.""I can't bend down. Don't think the wrong way," Derek said, pulling Tabitha's hand and placing it on his waistband.Tabitha's face turned as red as a ripe apple.Although she and Derek had been more intimate in the past, this was the first time she was unbuttoning his pants, especially since they were already divorced.Derek, however, remained calm and waited for her without any hurry.Not knowing what k
Third person's POVIn the dimly lit room, an atmosphere of intimacy hung in the air like an invisible net, tightly entwining Derek and Tabitha.Outside the window, the hustle and bustle of the city was shut out, leaving only the two of them, their rapid breathing and pounding heartbeats as if trying to break through the silent night.Derek's tall frame pressed tightly against Tabitha, their body heat blending together, scorching like a burning flame.As werewolves, their keen senses could clearly detect every subtle change in each other's bodies. This close and intimate contact intensified their emotions, as if they were about to consume each other.Tabitha's mind went blank in an instant, filled with disbelief. The coincidence was so extreme that even the most absurd novels wouldn't dare to write it this way!"How are you? Did your wound split open?" Tabitha asked anxiously, her voice tinged with undeniable concern.She was worried f
Third person's POV"You're lying!" Tabitha tried to deny it, but her voice trembled slightly.Her hands instinctively pushed at Derek, only to be tightly held by him, immobilized."Tabitha, you can say that I've hurt you deeply, but my love for you hasn't changed in ten years. I love you, and that's a fact," Derek's voice was deep and resolute. As a werewolf, once he chose his mate, it was a lifelong bond.His eyes revealed deep love and regret, as if he were confessing his years of longing and remorse to Tabitha.Tabitha coldly turned her face away and said, "I didn't come here to hear this! You should know that we can never go back. Don't even think about getting back together. I'm not that naive girl who can be swayed by your sweet words anymore."Her voice carried a hint of determination and indifference, yet inside, she was trembling. Those past memories and emotions surged in her mind like waves.Derek's magnetic voice chuckled
Third person's POVAfter muttering to herself, she returned to the bathroom to freshen up. When she came out, she felt that Derek was in an unusually good mood, as if he was surrounded by pink bubbles.Derek looked at her with a beaming smile. "Tabitha, it's getting late. We should sleep now. Good night."Hearing the word "sleep," Tabitha's face turned red again."I promise. It's just sleep.""I'll take the sofa."After what had just happened, there was no way Tabitha could feel comfortable sharing a bed with Derek.She even suspected that everything had been premeditated by him.Tabitha lay down on the sofa with another blanket in her arms.Derek sat on the bed, looking aggrieved. "Tabitha, there are only four days left. Can't you stay with me a bit longer?""No, go to sleep," Tabitha replied irritably, turning over and facing away from him, even covering her head with the blanket.But the strange sensatio
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