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Captain had no time to explain in detail and hurriedly left.
Ayla looked at Helios with a face full of worry, but Helios ignored her, staring intently at the chess piece Captain had last placed on the board.
Knowing the threat of the double "Bishops" ahead, he still moved forward.
This game of chess was a dead end, no matter how it was played.
"Helios..."
Helios had heard about pirates from Lucian. In his perception, pirates were inhumane and treacherous individuals who committed all sorts of evil for the sake of seizing resources.
They were the bullies of the sea.
The cargo ship transporting mineral materials became their target.
It seemed that this time, Captain was in big trouble.
He was aware of the danger but lacked the ability to prevent it.
What he could do now was to find Lucian quickly and have Lucian take them away before things got worse.
At just over two years old, Heli
Third person's POVTabitha instinctively glanced at her watch. At this usual hour, Wilmot would punctually bring her some fresh fruit.But today was unusual. Where could Wilmot have gone?Her gaze wandered around the room, finally resting on the window pane illuminated by the dim light.She watched as the raindrops, slanting and relentless, struck the glass, producing a soft ticking sound.It was raining, a weather that always inexplicably made her feel oppressed.Leaning against the bed, she stared at the ceiling, sleepless.With no other choice, she put on her headphones, trying to let her thoughts drift with the music, easing her inner turmoil.She didn't know how much time had passed when the ship suddenly and violently rocked without warning.Tabitha's body swayed with the bed, jolting her from her daze, her eyes snapping open wide.'Something was wrong!'A terrifying thought flashed through her mind.
Third person's POVWitnessing the child fall into the sea, Tabitha felt as if all the blood in her body had solidified in an instant, her heart seemingly gripped by an invisible hand.How could this be?The little girl had been within reach, about to be saved. Why was fate so cruel as to shatter hope at this critical moment?The little boy's heart-wrenching cries pierced Tabitha's ears like a sharp sword, "Ayla!"Tabitha instinctively looked down at the boy.When she saw his face, which bore a striking resemblance to her own, her inner world was shaken as if by a powerful earthquake. She was experiencing an unprecedented impact.A bold and irresistible thought flashed through her mind.She had no time for contemplation or verification.This thought took root and spread like wild grass, driving her to act irrationally and leap over the railing into the sea without a second thought.Her thoughts surged back to three
Third person's POVThe little girl had already choked on several mouthfuls of seawater. In extreme fear, her body trembled uncontrollably."Don't be afraid. Mommy's here to save you," Tabitha tried to soothe the child.She was so young. There was chaos and noise on the ship, with the pirate ship closing in and the captain directing the crew to fire water cannons in retaliation.The child's life hung by a thread. In her madness from fear, she struggled wildly.Tabitha had exhausted all her strength just to keep them afloat. Ayla's constant struggle made it even harder for Tabitha, with her physical strength rapidly dwindling.The waves were rough, and she had swallowed several mouthfuls of seawater. Despite this, Tabitha still desperately held Ayla, fearing Ayla would choke on the water.But she felt her strength being drained. Her body grew weaker and weaker.Tabitha was worried that they would die.Tabitha cursed her la
Third person's POVWilmot had barely brought her ashore. Tabitha was wrapped in a large towel and her soaked clothes still clinging to her when she urgently inquired about Ayla's whereabouts.Her lips were purple from the cold, and her pale face looked pitiful."We're safe now. The little one has been taken to the warship where a doctor is examining her. You should change your clothes first to avoid catching a cold," Wilmot advised."No, I want to see her first."Tabitha insisted, hastily stepping down from the bed and running outside barefoot.In the corridor, she saw men dressed in uniform and armed with weapons. An overwhelming sense of pressure enveloped her.It dawned on Tabitha that she was no longer on the ship she had been traveling on but on a formidable warship.The moment she stepped out of the room, all eyes turned to her.Tabitha's movements froze, her face flushed with embarrassment. In the tense and oppres
Third person's POVWilmot replied calmly, "When we were rescued, I told him.""That's correct, it was this... sir who mentioned it. I'll leave now."For some reason, Tabitha felt as if the doctor was fleeing, quickly exiting the room.Wilmot said peacefully, "Change your clothes first, and I'll bring you some hot drinks.""Okay."Now, only Tabitha and Ayla remained in the room. Tabitha carefully undressed Ayla.Ayla's height was comparable to that of her peers, with no signs of being born prematurely.Her skin was fair and tender. Aside from a few small wounds on her hands, it was evident that Lucian had taken good care of them.Tabitha wrapped Ayla in a large men's shirt and then began to change her own clothes.She was given a shirt of the same size, which hung long on her, covering her thighs.Tabitha quickly put on the men's pants as well. Although they were loose, it was better than nothing.A f
Third person's POVHe stood in front of the mirror. His fingers gently pinched the thin edge of the facial prosthetic, slowly peeling it off.As the prosthetic came off, a pair of chiseled features gradually revealed themselves.They were a cold, stern gaze, a high-bridged nose, and sharply defined lips that exuded a unique charm.His skin, already fair, was nearly translucent from lack of sunlight, appearing even paler under the lights.His shirt collar was slightly open, hinting at his collarbones.He stared silently at his reflection, like a vampire emerging from a medieval castle.He was elegant and noble, yet distant and aloof.With a light step, he moved into the steamy, hot shower area.Fine droplets from the showerhead rained down on him.After a moment, black liquid flowed slowly down his skin, snaking across the white floor like a mysterious ink snake.He closed his eyes, allowing the water to was
Third person's POVBy the time Derek rushed back to the warship, Tabitha was already delirious from the fever, her body scorching yet muttering that she was cold.The military doctor, his face tense, reported, "Sir, I've administered medication to Ms. Hartley. But given her unique condition, it's dangerous if the fever persists."Fortunately, the warship was well-equipped with medical resources. Derek stayed by her side, waiting for the fever to subside on its own.The sky was still dark, the grayness outside matched only by the roaring of the sea, clearly audible.Derek lay down next to Tabitha. His eyes were filled with heartache as he looked at her.Although they had been in close proximity, he had to pretend to be someone else, not even daring to look at her directly, which had raised her suspicions more than once.His strong mental resilience allowed him to deceive Tabitha.Gently, he reached out to touch Tabitha's tranqui
Third person's POVJust then, a soft "knock knock" sounded on the door, like a basin of cold water dumped over Derek.He quickly disengaged from Tabitha. What was he doing? Taking advantage of her sleep to do such a thing.If Tabitha were to wake up at this moment, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.Derek strode to the door, a hint of tension on his face, "What's up?"Rolf rubbed his eyes. Was it his illusion? Did Derek's face seem flushed?"Uh... the doctor asked me to bring this fever reducer. It's time for Tabitha to take it.""Alright." Derek took it silently, "Any news of Lucian?""The sea is rough at night, and the drones can't be controlled. We haven't found his whereabouts yet, but don't worry. He can't get far with Kyrian.""Understood, inform me the moment there's any news.""Got it."Derek closed the door again and walked back to Tabitha's side. She still showed no signs of waking up. He pla
Third person's POVAlvin froze, panic rising. "Sorry, Alpha Derek's delirious," he blurted, terrified of offending Doctor Venessa."Get his clothes off and put him in the tub," Tabitha instructed, turning away to sort herbs."Fully?" Alvin asked, unsure."Fully," Tabitha confirmed, her voice flat.Alvin hesitated, then stripped Derek bare.Tabitha's mind flashed with memories of Derek's body—the same one she'd once known intimately.Compared to when she'd left, Derek's physique was more muscular.When she'd gripped his waist earlier, she'd distinctly felt the elasticity and definition of his muscles.Now, with his clothes removed, several new scars were visible across his chest.She'd watched him from afar over the years, always avoiding contact, always ensuring she remained invisible to him.Several times over the years, Derek had nearly crossed paths with Tabitha during missions. Each time, she deli
Third person's POVTabitha was used to Alvin calling her by name. Hearing him call her "doctor" made her wince."Use a different name," she said."May I know your name, Doctor?""Vanessa."Wait, what?Alvin nearly choked. "You're Vanessa? The all-around physician?"An "all-around physician" was a rarity—doctors usually specialized.But Vanessa wasn't just rare. She was legendary.Alvin had first heard her name last year when she became one of the few surgeons capable of performing interdental artificial cornea surgery.The procedure was so complex it required collaboration across dental, ophthalmological, and radiological fields.Yet Vanessa, a twenty-something newcomer, pulled it off.Media swarmed, patients flocked—but she vanished.Then came a high-risk heart surgery, again under her name.Another worldwide sensation.Reporters chased shadows. She remained elusive,
Third person's POVA cold female voice cut through the tension, "One more tear and you're out. You're deafening."Misha's open mouth froze mid-sob, the comical expression plastered on her face.She glanced around, finally noticing the unfamiliar woman in the room. "Who is she?" she demanded."This is the miracle doctor who can save Alpha Derek. Show some respect," Rolf warned, wary of Misha's infamous temper flaring up again.Despite her pride, Misha's love for Derek was genuine.She quickly composed herself. "Of course, Doctor. I entrust my Derek to you," she said, the possessive words slipping out before she could catch them.Rolf's eyebrow twitched. Since when was Derek "hers"?Alma appeared in the doorway. "You're back.""Yes," the woman replied, her tone neutral."Let me introduce everyone. These folks are here for treatment. The young man's poisoned—Nine-Heart Wolfsbane, nearly dead. The hysterical one
Third person's POVRolf's eyes were red and puffy from crying. "What's Alpha Derek trying to do?" he blubbered."Let him have this one last moment of freedom," Alvin said, holding Rolf back.The mountain wind chilled their tears, but Derek couldn't feel it anymore.His knees shook with every movement, each step draining what little strength he had left.Still, he didn't give up, gritting his teeth and forcing one foot in front of the other.The child stood bathed in sunlight—just a few steps away, and he could hold her.What should've been a quick stride took dozens of seconds, maybe longer.Hedwig stood with her back to him, pigeons swirling around her. A speckled one landed on her finger, cooing.Hedwig's eyes lit up—her mom was back!She spun around to see Derek lurching toward her, unsteady and lifeless yet driven by sheer will.He reached out, fingers trembling, when his body swayed dangero
Third person's POVWhy did it have to be Derek?Alvin's fists tightened as he stared at the horizon. Derek had lived with a clear conscience—except for Tabitha. He didn't deserve this end.But Alvin wasn't a healer. All he could do was watch as Derek's breaths grew shallower, his skin paler.The bell tinkled again—Hedwig had followed them here.When they finally stopped, Alvin eased Derek against a gnarled pine, its needles pricking Derek's back like needles of ice."This spot's good," Alvin said, voice cracking. "You'll see the sunrise."Derek nodded weakly. "Good."The mountain wind bit through Derek's coat, but it cleared his head a little."Alvin... my biggest regret was letting Daphne's demands tear Tabitha and me apart. If I hadn't blamed her for Silver Moon Pack's problems... none of this would've happened.""Alpha Derek, you had your reasons," Alvin said, though the words felt hollow."R
Third person's POVHedwig couldn't speak, but she was wise beyond her years—quiet, helpful, and already versed in basic healing.Derek wished he could play with her, but time was slipping through his fingers. After eating the fruit she'd given him, he picked up his pen again.All night, he didn't rest.He could feel the life Hedwig had breathed into him fading. His senses were dulling again.But the will was done. Now, he only wanted to write letters—to Tabitha, to his kids, Kyrian, Helios and Ayla.The poison was moving faster than it should've. Every letter cost him energy, accelerating the venom's grip.First, he wrote to Kyrian. "Be a good man. Lead the pack with your heart, not just your claws."Derek's chest ached. He'd failed Kyrian, leaving him to shoulder the pack's weight alone.But love? That never faded.Next, his mother.The letter was short—"Take care of Kyrian. If Tabitha ev
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