What Happened To Derek In Save The Last Dance 2 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Derek got blasted over a hundred meters away. He then landed on the square in front of the Imperial Sky Palace. He passed out. Darryl did not use all of his strength. He believed Derek was influenced by public opinion. Furthermore, he had nothing against Derek. As a result, he only knocked him out rather than killing him.

Derek laughed and shook my hand. "Nice to meet you. What you say we move this conversation out onto the dance floor." I nodded, and the bartender handed me another martini. I slammed it back before standing. The alcohol left a warm trail down my throat as it pooled in my stomach. I felt a little dizzy before I caught my barrings, but Derek's hand wrapped around mine supporting me as he pulled me into the swarm of people.

No more than that. When I return, he’s already standing. I pause. He’s watching me in that way that makes the world go still. That way that tells me he’s not here for dinner anymore. That he never really was. Derek takes the glass from my hand, but instead of drinking, he sets it on the console behind him. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he reaches out and takes my free hand in his. “Dance with me.” It’s not a question. It’s barely even a request.

“You understand that no matter what I say, it’s not going to sound very good, right? But you shouldn’t hold that against him. I mean, he didn’t even know you were still alive until a few days ago – ” “Just spit it out.” He sighed. “Derek doesn’t do dancing. He doesn’t do after-parties. He doesn’t do photos – not like this. He’ll take pictures with kids, yeah, but not club girls. After a show’s over, he picks a woman… sometimes two or three… and immediately takes them up to his room. Or he’ll get Miles to send up a selection, like room service. He never hangs out at these things afterwards. Never. I’ve never seen him act like this, not once over the last two years.”

I asked, carefully scrutinizing the public. Nobody’s eavesdropping on us. “Uhm…” Another paused, Derek’s eyes averted around us, and then leaning down he whispered slowly, “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about…” HAH !! His honest confession sent butterflies to my stomach and I giggled carelessly, taking everyone’s attention on us. By the time I got sobered, Derek had already left the dancefloor with a sullen face while I remained clueless as to where did he go?

She tried to digress from the actual discourse and confuse Kelly but unfortunately for her, it wasn't working. Ciara had no idea that Kelly had come fully prepared for her as though he knew she was going to bring in a man home to have sex with. Kelly walked away without uttering a word. His sudden departure brought smiles to Ciara's face again as he held her chest and sighed. "Wow! It's good to see that he's finally gone. That was so close. I never thought I would be free from that shock," She proceeded to check the back door and confirm if Derek had left his hiding place. Fortunately for her, Derek was nowhere to be found. It could only mean one thing; he was gone for good.

“I'll explain everything.” “No!” Daven yelled. “There's no explaining what you've done! There's only… death!” Daven launched himself towards me, and then time froze. Or at least it froze for them. Daven was paralyzed mid-air with a battle cry caught in his throat, and the recovering wolf of Daisy was just rising from where she had fallen… was this Derek's doing? “Let's get out of here…!” Derek suddenly turned and grabbed my hand. Before I could say anything else, he swept me clean off my feet and, with a mighty leap, he crashed through the window, sending splinters of wood and shards of glass all over the place.

We pulled away breathless and giggling, just like our first kiss. “Too late for that, don’t you think?” I asked, stroking his cheek and wondering why the hell I had mistaken this wonderful kiss and this wonderful man for Jack? We swayed together to the soft song until small hands tugged at Derek’s leg. Lily had escaped from Richard, Derek’s father’s arms, and toddled onto the dance floor, her little arms reaching up and demanding to be held. Without missing a beat, Derek scooped her up. She squealed with delight, and suddenly we were dancing as three… or four.

"I've lost everything—my pack, my territory, my status. You're the only one who can save me now." His shameless declaration made me laugh out loud at the sheer audacity. "You want me to save you? After everything you put me through?" Derek's expression twisted with sudden hysteria. "You once loved me most! But you betrayed our bond by mating with someone else! You might have been involved with him all along, you faithless—" The resounding slap I delivered cut off his words and left my palm completely numb. The sound echoed across the hospital entrance, drawing curious stares from passersby.

Derek froze. Today was his Mating Ceremony. Why would she destroy everything and leave? Unless she knew. He shoved the thought down. Derek texted: [Aria. Where are you. Ceremony is starting.] I replied: [Getting ready. See you there.] He let out a breath. Probably Damon's prep work. He sent: [Where's Victoria's song?] Me: [Almost done. I'll send it to her myself.] Two hours later. I stood in front of a tall mirror.