Third person's POV
"Alban, I didn't expect forty years to fly by like that. You're still the same as ever. I did say you wouldn't grow taller, didn't I?"
Alma remarked with a smile. Alban's face flushed at her words.
It had been decades since he was brought here by his mentor after being poisoned.
Back then, he was just a teenager, and Alma, in her early forties, was in her prime, looking much younger than her age.
Known for her straightforward nature, she had teased him about his height after treating him. Alban had dutifully drunk milk and played basketball in an effort to grow taller, but his height eventually plateaued at around 5'7", making him appear shorter than his younger counterparts like Alvin.
"Mrs. Atkinson, you're still the same as ever. It's wonderful to see you again. Could you please help my friend? He's been poisoned with the Nine-Heart Wolfsbane," Alban pleaded.
Alma sighed, "You've put me in a difficult spot. The N
Third person's POVDerek fumbled his way down the stairs with the railing, when suddenly, Hedwig tugged him away from the scene.Once his figure disappeared from sight, Jasper, twirling a comb in his hand, remarked coolly, "So, are you planning to change your mind?"Tabitha shook her head. "Jasper, I can't stand by and let Derek die. Despite everything he did to me before, I just can't.""Have you forgotten what he did to you all those years ago?" Jasper pressed."Not a day goes by without remembering," Tabitha replied, her voice steady. "I'm doing this out of selfishness—I can't bear the thought of the children losing their father. At least with him alive, even if they're with me, they still have a father to hold onto. What if something happens to Kyrian? What would become of the child?"Jasper asked, "Do you still love him?""Would I have gone to such lengths to escape him and hidden from him all these years if I did?" she ret
The firewood in the stove crackled, illuminating Derek's momentarily pale face.He stared at the tips of his leather shoes, seeing only a blur of gray.The sensation of Tabitha's fingers grazing his collarbone that morning suddenly became vivid.How can a blind man compete with others? The thought stung his heart like a venomous needle. He clenched his pants leg fiercely, nails nearly piercing his thigh.A small hand suddenly covered his, Hedwig's thumb pressing gently into his taut tendons.Her palm, warm as a jade pendant, reminded him of nights when Tabitha would rest her feet on his stomach for warmth during her pregnancy.Derek took a deep breath and found a plump pea pod. As his nail pierced the pod, releasing its sweet juice onto his knuckle, Hedwig raced to the wooden bridge with her bamboo flute.The wooden planks resonated with her footsteps.Derek heard the rustle of her skirt as she sat and the soft inhalation befor
Jasper's voice carried across the room, "Alpha Derek, your words are quite ironic. If you truly loved her as you claim, how could you have hurt her? Isn't that contradictory?"Derek heard Jasper's footsteps approaching.When Jasper finally stopped, he leaned close, every word deliberate: "In my eyes, Alpha Derek, you're a hypocrite. What you had wasn't love. If I loved someone, I'd treat them like a treasure, never letting them get hurt. Alpha Derek, am I wrong?"Derek knew Jasper spoke of Tabitha. His past actions had given everyone ammunition to criticize him.Even if he had once doted on Tabitha, all people remembered were his wrongs.On this issue, whatever Derek said would backfire.Seeing Derek's silence, Jasper continued, "Don't think a few kind words can erase your past misdeeds. Life isn't that easy."Derek's fists clenched under the table.Knowing Jasper's identity and the weight of his words made them cut deeper.
After organizing his thoughts, Derek whispered a few words into Spike's ear. Spike looked reluctant and said with a pained expression, "Alpha Derek, this is too dangerous."Derek insisted, "Do as I say. You can't get the answer without risking the lamb."Spike was confused, completely unsure of who or what Derek was targeting.Derek stayed put in the room, making no sound.Meanwhile, Spike meticulously described the entire yard and its surroundings to Derek, even sketching a rough map on Derek's palm when detailing complex areas.Derek, with his sharp mind, quickly constructed a mental map.He then explored the room by touch, memorizing the positions and heights of the furniture."Alright, take me for a walk," Derek said.Spike led Derek slowly through the yard.From Spike's descriptions, Derek learned that Tabitha lived in the adjacent stilt house.Night had just fallen. Alma was pounding medicine in the yard, th
"Isn't it because I missed you? Tabitha, same as always tonight, okay?""Forget it. I've got a patient to tend to.""What patient could be more important than me?" His voice carried a whine.Derek ground his molars. "Same as always"—what on earth did that mean?He'd steeled himself countless times for the possibility that Tabitha had moved on, but now, confronted with reality, he knew heartache like never before.It mirrored the icy dread he'd felt when Tabitha had misunderstood him with Daphne years ago."God, I'm such an idiot," he cursed inwardly.The thought of Tabitha in another man's arms sent rage and grief surging through him.Hedwig's bell caught Jasper's attention. He'd been jogging toward them cheerfully but froze when he spotted the man beside her.Pointing at Derek, he asked Tabitha, "Is this the patient you mentioned?""Long story," Tabitha said.Judging by Tabitha's glance, Jasper dropp
Derek dared not move, savoring the tender moment.Soon, the child's hand retreated, and the sound of little footsteps headed toward Tabitha."Hungry?" Tabitha's voice was soft and gentle. "Alright, get the ingredients, and I'll make you candied hawthorn."The bells jingled merrily as Hedwig ran off.Suddenly, Derek sensed something near him—not human, but the sniff of an animal.His heart raced. Was it a wild beast?"Don't be afraid," Tabitha said. "It's just a fawn.""Are there deer here?""Of course. The mountain spring attracts many animals.""Any predators?"Tabitha's mind flickered with a memory. "There used to be, but not anymore."Ever since the leopard that had once protected her died, all the predators had fled into the deep mountains, never to return.Derek, unaware of this, simply marveled at the magic of the moment—animals seemed to sense Tabitha's aura. Even the timid fawn nu