Third person's POVJenny was not far away. And when she saw the chaos here, she immediately dashed over and pushed Tabitha away.Before leaving, she stole a glance at Derek, feeling both helpless and annoyed, and thinking, 'What happened? It was all fine just a moment ago. What did he do to make her so pissed?'Alvin also stepped up and said, "Alpha Derek, you shouldn't be so hasty. Patient, OK?"Derek sighed, "I was just afraid that Tabitha would lose her will to live. I th
Third person's POVJust as Jenny wanted to say something, Tabitha waved her hand and said, "I wanna have some rest. Don't let that man in. I don't wanna see him.""OK."Jenny tucked Tabitha in and then left. Meanwhile, Derek was still outside the ward with Kyrian in his arms."Dad, I want Mom," Kyrian pleaded in a sobbing tone, clutching Derek's collar with a pitiful look.Kyrian would soon tu
Third person's POVTabitha replied lightly, "I guess she was really desperate. Who else would steal flowers from a hospital unless they had no other options?""I see too many oddballs these days, folks who've lost their moral compass. Ms. Hartley, you get some good rest now," the head nurse said as she closed the door behind her and stepped out.Before long, Tabitha felt her eyelids growing heavy, and she thought she heard the door creak open once more.She was swallowed by
Third person's POVKyrian now possessed independent consciousness and had learned to think for himself.His initial response to the slap was not to wail but to be perplexed.He couldn't fathom what he had done to warrant Daphne's slap.A handprint swiftly materialized on his small face, and his right cheek instantly swelled and flushed red.Once Daphne's fury subsided, she was immediately cons
Third person's POVChloe had been Daphne's side for years, yet she had never witnessed Daphne in such a state of humility and despair.Daphne's tears flowed incessantly as she sobbed, "I'm parentless, homeless, and I'll never rise again in this life. All I have left are these two children. If Derek finds out, he'll never let me see them."With a desperate grip on Chloe's pant leg, Daphne pleaded with a struggle that was palpable. Chloe could only muster a weak assurance, "This won't happen again."
Third person's POVDerek had been trying for a long time to extract information from Alpha Elliott but to no avail.According to various sources, Shana was believed to have sought refuge near the Black Thorn Pack, using a false identity. However, she disappeared during the chaos that ensued.Derek was growing increasingly frustrated as Jasper had yet to hear any news. If this continued, Tabitha would be a dead end, the only difference being whether she died sooner or later.
Third person's POVAfter a week in the hospital, Tabitha checked out.She had recovered enough to move around on her own. But her red and white blood cell counts were critically low.She felt dizzy every day. She was too weak.However, leaving the hospital was a relief for her.Tabitha returned to the Greenwood family's villa. Jenny pushed her wheelchair and said, "Luna Tabitha, Alpha Derek ha
Third person's POVSeeing Tabitha feeling down, Jenny comforted her, "You haven't been eating well for all these days. Andrea cooked for you since you finally have an appetite."Tabitha nodded, not taking the wheelchair. She slowly made her way to the living room.Andrea, wearing an apron, said, "Sit down, the meal will be ready soon."On the dining table, an exquisite white jade vase held freshly picked flowers. Every leaf was vibrant and fresh.
Third person's POVAt the mention of the word "will," Rolf's face, which had been tense for days, crumpled. His eyes instantly reddened."Alpha Derek, you don't need a will! You're gonna be fine, you hear me?!"But at this moment, Derek became calm. "I don't have much time left. It took me a lot of effort to get to this camp. Even if I leave, it would take a day. What's the point of leaving if she comes back right after I go? It's better to stay here. If she doesn't come back in the end, I at least need to settle things, I can't just die without any explanation.""Alpha Derek...""Alvin, go get it," Derek said.Alvin's eyes welled up. "Alright."Alban, with red eyes, said, "I'm sorry, kid. I couldn't help you this time.""Dr. Weaver, I'm already grateful to you. You're right, there are some things beyond our control. I guess this is just my fate."In just two days, Derek had gone from a healthy man to someone whose organ
Third person's POVAlma felt a bit awkward. "I'm not sure about that."After all, Hedwig was Derek's spitting image, but she wasn't certain about Hedwig's father."Regardless, he already has other women by his side. He might have forgotten your mother and could build a future with someone else. Even so, do you still want to save him?"Hedwig pursed her lips and didn't respond. Alma stroked her hair, "Poor child, you should know how hard your mother worked to escape him. If he discovers you two are still alive, he'll imprison her again. Do you want that?"Hedwig shook her head gently."Then pretend you don't know him. Your mother and the others aren't in the village. Whether he survives is up to luck," Alma sighed, "Your mother suffered too much. She was barely alive when she gave birth to you. Cherish the life you have now."Hedwig nodded.Strangely, after Derek drank Hedwig's blood, about half an hour later, his vision and hea
Third person's POVThe door swung open.Misha stared at Alma with wide eyes, thinking her sincerity had finally moved her.But the next moment, Alma unhesitatingly lifted a basin of water and splashed it over her, drenching her from head to toe. "Stop making a fuss here! Don't try to coerce me with such theatrics. Whether you stay or do something more extreme, it has nothing to do with me. If you're looking for trouble, take it elsewhere, not here!"Misha stood there, stunned. How could Mrs. Atkinson act so unreasonably?"Why are you staring at me like that? Do you think this is a soap opera?" Alma sneered, "Now leave before you soil my place."As she spoke, she shielded Hedwig's eyes, "Don't look, or it might ruin your mood."Misha returned, drenched and furious, cursing under her breath, "Why is this old woman so difficult? She didn't have to help, but did she have to throw urine at me?"Rolf pinched his nose and stepped back
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 POVIn the misty forest, a massive snake carrying a little girl emerged slowly.A beam of sunlight pierced through the dense canopy overhead, landing squarely on the girl.Her skin was as fair as snow, and her delicate features were strikingly beautiful.Most notably, she had a pair of emerald-green eyes, deep-set and chiseled.Clad in rustic, colorful attire, she was barefoot, with ankle bells woven from threads of five colors, adorned with tiny jingling pendants.This girl was exquisitely beautiful, her features complemented by an aura of ancient mystery.Perched high on the scarlet snake, she lacked the innocence typical of her age, instead bearing a demeanor of superiority, as regal as the Muse herself.The beam of light falling on her shoulder only enhanced her divine presence, making her seem like a saintess from a novel.The girl regarded the group with caution, her gaze inquiring why they had intru
Third person's POVTears streamed down Misha's face as she said, "You're still thinking about her even like this."Alvin turned to Alban and asked, "Dr. Weaver, what do we do now that Alpha Derek is in this state?""Have they identified the specific toxins yet?""Here it is, here it is!" Kamp approached with the freshly analyzed results."Dr. Weaver, can we save Alpha Derek once we know the components?""No, I can't save him. We need to go to Venomhollow," Alban instructed urgently."What kind of place is that?""It's an ancient village on the edge of the primeval forest. Most of the villagers deal with poisons, much like those special groups in the U.S. studying mysterious biological toxins. To save Derek, we need to find them. Perhaps they have a cure."Misha, realizing how severe Derek's poisoning was, asked, "And what about me, Dr. Weaver?""You're coming too. If we need a blood transfusion, we'll still rely o
Third person's POVThe figure was slender, clad in a black tight-fitting combat uniform, with distinct body curves—she was a woman!"Who are you?" Golden Shark asked in horror, hastily pulling out his pistol from his pants.Sweat poured from him as the woman approached from the firelight, her face obscured.As he drew his gun, a loud "bang" echoed—a gunshot shattered his hand, sending his weapon clattering to the ground.Seizing the moment, the driver fired back.A silver flash zipped through the air, and the driver clutched his chest in agony, a dagger protruding from it.He crumpled to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth.Golden Shark, a man of many dangers, was unnerved by today's bizarre events.As he tried to flee with his broken hand, another "bang" rang out, a bullet shattering his knee.Every time he moved, bullets found their mark. Within seconds, he was hit five or six times, collapsing
Third person's POVDerek's camouflage uniform was splattered with blood, most of it not his own, with only a minor wound on his arm.He seemed impervious to the pain.For three years, he had heard nothing of Tabitha and had transformed into a cold and bloodthirsty individual."Golden Shark got away? No problem. I've destroyed all his bases. Now he's just a rat scurrying around—where else can he run?" Derek said with a cruel smile."Alpha Derek, your arm is hurt," Rolf reminded."It's nothing," Derek glanced at the small wound, recalling how it had been slashed by a woman who bore a resemblance to Tabitha.Distracted during the firefight, he had stared into her eyes a moment too long.The sharp pain in his arm had struck like a venomous snake bite.The woman was killed on the spot, and he left without a flicker of emotion.For someone accustomed to danger, injuries were commonplace, and he paid the minor woun
Third person's POVIn this vast world, if Tabitha and Gloria were hiding in some remote and desolate place, living anonymously, even someone as capable as Derek or Leopold could not find them easily.The two exceptionally skilled men were at a loss in their search for them.Tabitha's adoptive parents had long passed away, and she had few attachments left in this world.As for Derek, he was the last bond she severed.Since then, she had lived like a free bird, soaring through the expansive skies without restraint.Derek could only face this loneliness alone, year after year.One year, two years, three years...Tabitha remained a thorn in Derek's heart, impossible to remove or forget. Each time he thought of her, a dull ache pierced his heart.Over these three years, Derek's position had become increasingly secure.The plan he had meticulously crafted for a decade was finally reaching its fruition.Without Ta