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Days slipped by quietly, and Wilmot had been out of sight for three whole days.
Not only did Ayla start to miss him, but Tabitha was also growing restless.
She cornered Forrest again, her voice filled with worry and urgency, "How is his condition? It's been so many days, hasn't there been any improvement at all?"
Forrest quickly responded, "Please don't worry. He's much better. It's just that Wilmot is concerned that he might still carry the virus and is afraid of infecting you all."
Tabitha was skeptical. She wasn't sure if Wilmot was genuinely avoiding her out of such consideration or if his condition had deteriorated to the point where he couldn't be seen.
After all, Wilmot had always been kind to her, and she felt she should visit him to ease her mind.
So, Tabitha said, "I want to see him. Which room is he in?"
"No need. Wilmot definitely wouldn't want you to come."
"I'll just take a look and leave
Tabitha's POV The very day I found out that my life was about to end, Alpha Derek Greenwood, my husband, was staying with another she-wolf. I was lying in the hospital bed when Orson Romero came in with my medical report. "Tabitha, when did you get hurt?" he asked. "A month ago. Why do you ask?" I wondered, knuckles white. Orson was the doctor for the Red Moon Pack and my classmate from werewolf school. "Your abdominal wound isn't healing as it should. For a werewolf, even serious injuries start patching up in about three days," Orson told me, his expression grave. Then he asked, "So how did you get hurt exactly?" "In an attack on my father's pack by rogues. Both my dad and I got injured," I replied, staring at the floor. Dad's business was slow, so I came home for a visit. That was when the rogues raided the Silver Moon Pack all of a sudden. They were extremely cruel and savage. Fortunately, the other pack members escaped serious harm. Only Dad's head and my abdomen
Tabitha's POV Derek's words shattered my pride. I looked at him in shock, unable to maintain my cool anymore. I fired back, all worked up, "How dare you say that! Ever since I became Luna of the Black Thorn Pack, I've been faithfully fulfilling my duties, taking care of the pack members. I didn't mess around with some sorry rogue and break our mate bond! I'm way more worth my salt than you!" "Oh really?" Derek was as cool as ice. He stared at me, hatred glinting in his eyes. "You haven't given Black Thorn Pack an heir, and you have the nerve to claim that you are worth your salt?" His accusation brought a lump to my throat. Derek and I weren't fated mates, so having a baby was a tough gig. But we'd been expecting one. During my pregnancy, I had an accident. Ironically, Derek chose to stay with Daphne and ignored my cries for help. Failing to get immediate treatment, I miscarried. It had always been my deepest pain. And he owned a piece of that. How could he use th
Tabitha's POV When I dashed to the hospital, they'd just finished saving Dad. I rushed to the doctor and asked, "How's my dad?" "Don't worry. Mr. Hartley's out of the woods now. Just keep him from any more shocks." "Got it," I sighed with relief. "Thanks." Dad was still in a coma, so I couldn't ask him what happened. I had to turn to the pack members, "Dad had stayed unconscious the whole time. How come he suddenly came around today?" Silver Moon Pack's Beta quickly replied, "We don't have a clue, either. He came around this afternoon. We wanted to call the pack doctor to give him a checkup, but he wouldn't allow it. He just went straight to the packhouse. After he found the pack in chaos, he passed out." He paused and went on, his tone guilty, "It's all my fault. I should've stopped him." Something felt off. Dad woke up the very same day I decided to divorce Derek? It just didn't seem like a coincidence. Yet I couldn't figure out the connection between the two ev
Tabitha's POV Derek walked into the room. He released the Alpha aura on me, and I immediately felt suffocating as if an invisible wall was pressing against me. I lifted my head defiantly, only to see him looking at Daphne with gentle eyes. "Are you OK?" he asked her. Daphne glanced my way, smirking with victory written all over her face. I clenched my fists in fury. Daphne leaned closer to Derek with a smile and said, "Derek, thank God you're here. When I walked past the Financial Office, I heard someone arguing, so I came in to see what was going on. I didn't expect to come across Tabitha trying to take money." "Miss Sutton, do you hear yourself? You're nothing but a mistress. Do you really think you're Black Thorn Pack's Luna?" I sneered. "You tryna take money?" Derek turned his head and asked me slowly. "No!" I said, biting my lip. "Tabitha's lying," Tiffany chimed in. "A minute ago, she ordered me to withdraw money for her, and I said no. Then she tried to force
Tabitha's POV I fixed Holly with pleading eyes, hoping that she would agree. But before she said anything, a voice I knew too well filled the doorway. "Seriously? You came begging at my house?" I stood up in disbelief and watched as Daphne and Derek walked in. Then I whipped around back at Holly. Holly smiled at Daphne dotingly. Then she told me, "Daphne is Mark's daughter. I was about to introduce her to you just now. You're about the same age, and I'm sure you can be friends." Talk about a cruel twist of fate. Daphne's father stole my dad's mate. And now, she stole mine. Like that was not enough, they saw me in such a sorry state. I was literally a clown in their ritzy life. Of course, Daphne wouldn't miss such a perfect chance to humiliate me. She walked over and said to Holly in an ironic tone, "Friends with her? Not gonna happen. She's a thief. You'd better go check if anything is missing." Hearing Daphne's words, Holly started to scrutinize me. "What's g
Derek's POV Holly actually slapped Tabitha right before me! While I stood there in silence, my wolf Leo roared in my mind, "Damn it, Derek! What were you thinking? How could you let her insult our mate like that?" Recently, I'd been forcing myself to spend more time with Daphne, which brought Leo's wrath upon me. Now, I could hardly contain his fury. I used to believe that all I left for Tabitha was hatred. I thought I had gotten over her. Yet I was wrong. The moment I saw her stubborn expression and reddened cheek, my heart ached. Yet before I could even speak, Holly raised her arm again. She wanted to give Tabitha a second slap?! The nerve of her! Enraged, I immediately grabbed her arm. "Alpha Derek?" Holly looked at me in disbelief. I took a deep breath, suppressing Leo's anger, and said, "Tabitha's still Luna of the Black Thorn Pack. How dare you slap her in front of me?" "C'mon, Derek. Why so serious? Holly was just punishing her for disrespecting me. B
Tabitha's POV Watching Derek ham it up, trying to stick it up for me with all his bullshit, I felt ridiculous. Just when I thought my day couldn't be any worse, I heard a baby's cry. The kiddo was literally a mini version of Derek, with big eyes, a prominent nose, and all the stuff. I felt like my heart broke into pieces. And my last bit of hope was shattered. I used to believe that Derek loved me, especially when we first tied the knot. I remembered once he gently caressed my cheek and told me that he would take me as his destined mate even if I wasn't. He promised we'd have a baby of our own, and he would go the extra mile to make it happen. Then when I really got pregnant, he killed our baby with his indifference. I used to be puzzled, wondering why he became a totally different person all of a sudden. Now seeing the baby boy before me, I finally realized that all the good old days I had spent with Derek were nothing but an illusion. No wonder he was so eager t
Tabitha's POV Shortly after I hung up the phone, a black car rolled up next to me. Two tall, strong men got out. One was Beta Alvin, and the other was Gamma Rolf. Both were members of the Black Thorn Pack. "Luna Tabitha." Alvin nodded at me, as politely as he always did. It had been quite some time since I was addressed as Luna. Lump in my throat, I asked, "Beta Alvin, I just came out from a friend's place. Can you take me back to the Black Thorn Pack?" They looked puzzled as if wondering why I didn't turn to Derek. "I guess you've heard that Alpha Derek and I are about to have the rejection ceremony soon. I wanna stay in peace with him until then," I quickly added. When I reigned the Black Thorn Pack as Luna, I got along well with Alvin and Rolf. So after hearing my explanation, Alvin immediately agreed. "Let's go then." "Can we swing by 32 Seaside Avenue first? I've left something there, and I wanna take it back." That was where Derek put Daphne, and it used to be
Third person's POVDays slipped by quietly, and Wilmot had been out of sight for three whole days.Not only did Ayla start to miss him, but Tabitha was also growing restless.She cornered Forrest again, her voice filled with worry and urgency, "How is his condition? It's been so many days, hasn't there been any improvement at all?"Forrest quickly responded, "Please don't worry. He's much better. It's just that Wilmot is concerned that he might still carry the virus and is afraid of infecting you all."Tabitha was skeptical. She wasn't sure if Wilmot was genuinely avoiding her out of such consideration or if his condition had deteriorated to the point where he couldn't be seen.After all, Wilmot had always been kind to her, and she felt she should visit him to ease her mind.So, Tabitha said, "I want to see him. Which room is he in?""No need. Wilmot definitely wouldn't want you to come.""I'll just take a look and leave
Third person's POVForrest hadn't been wrong. Derek was indeed sick, feverish for a day and a night, barely clinging to life in his bed.Rolf, like a pack Omega by the bedside, was peeling an apple and chattering incessantly."Alpha Derek, look at you now. What was the point? You've been chasing after Tabitha for half a year, hiding your identity, and in the end, you can't even hold her hand."Alvin glared at him, "Shut your mouth. Do you think Alpha Derek wanted it this way?"He brought a glass of water to Derek, "Alpha Derek, drink more water to recover faster."Derek's face was pale, his lips dry, and he looked haggard.After finishing a glass of water, he leaned against the bed, rubbing his forehead with one hand, his head still feeling dizzy. His first words were about Tabitha."How is Tabitha doing?""Forrest is as attentive as a nurse. You can trust him with Tabitha's preferences. He knows them by heart, and he wo
Tabitha's POVAyla pointed to the figures in the drawing and explained in a childish voice, "Mommy, Wilmot, Helios, and me. We're family."I lightly pressed my lips together and opened my mouth but found myself at a loss for words, unsure how to explain the complex relationships to her.This was probably the inevitable challenge that single-parent families face when it comes to their children—a problem that no mother in the world could easily solve, and I was no exception.After a long hesitation, I slowly said, "Sweetheart, Wilmot is just an uncle. You and I are the real family. Wilmot is with us to protect us, like a godfather. He can only accompany us for a while. One day, when we reach our destination, he will leave."The usually well-behaved Ayla became upset at my explanation.She immediately started to cry, "No! Don't leave! I like Wilmot!""I know you like him, sweetheart. But you have to understand that in the future, y
Tabitha's POVThe entire morning passed without any sign of Wilmot.Ayla inquired about him several times, and each time I could only come up with excuses to put her off.However, as time slipped away and Wilmot was gone for a day and a night, I couldn't help but worry.No matter how potent the drug, it shouldn't have lasted this long, should it?Early the next morning, as Forrest was about to leave, I quickly stopped him."What happened to Wilmot?" I demanded, resolute in my stance that he would not leave until he explained the situation clearly.Forrest sighed helplessly and slowly revealed, "Wilmot is sick.""Sick?" I hadn't expected this. He always seemed to be in good health."I won't hide it from you. The drug Wilmot took that night was too strong. He was worried it would affect you, so he changed rooms and spent the entire night in an ice bath. You know the temperature difference between day and night is significa
Tabitha's POVI barely slept through the long night, constantly on edge and filled with anxiety.I feared Wilmot might burst through the door at any moment, yet I couldn't help but worry about what had happened to him.While the entire ship was immersed in revelry, I guarded this small haven of tranquility alone.I sat weakly on the floor, arms tightly wrapped around my knees, gazing helplessly at the cold, lonely moon outside the window.It felt as if the whole world was left with just me and the moon for company.My heart was a tangled mess, and my thoughts involuntarily drifted back to all the experiences along the way, feeling that my life was both absurd and ridiculous.I continuously questioned in my heart, what did I do wrong to bear the pain of being separated from my children and living a life of constant hiding?If the door were to be pushed open, what could I do?The answer was cruelly helpless. I could do not
Third person's POVDerek's rationality teetered on the brink of collapse, nearly losing control again and again.His eyes, now bloodshot, struggled against the overwhelming discomfort within him as he spoke with difficulty, "It's not necessary.""Your current state, stimulated by the drug, could lead to more serious issues if not alleviated. My advice is to find a woman. It's the most direct and effective solution without side effects," the doctor insisted.Derek's crimson eyes fixed on the doctor, his thin lips bitten to the point of bleeding, as a deep, husky voice forced its way out of his throat, "I said it's not necessary! Just give me the medication."The doctor sighed in resignation, thinking to himself that he had encountered another stubborn one, unwilling to listen to reason."Alright, but I won't be responsible for any side effects. And given your condition, one dose definitely won't be enough. You'll need two."Derek gritt
Third person's POVTabitha couldn't discern his facial expression, but she could palpably sense his physical distress. "Then you..." she began."I'll find a way to handle it myself," he responded.With that, further lingering seemed like an implicit invitation to something more.Like a nimble fish, Tabitha swiftly retreated back into her room and swiftly locked the door.Worried that he might lose control under the influence of the drug and become dangerously irrational, she moved the desk and chair from the room to brace against the door.Exhausted from her efforts, she slumped down onto the carpet.Her fingers gently touched her lips where he had kissed her.Honestly, she was too shocked at the time to have any particular feelings.It was the first time a man other than her husband had kissed her, and the sensation was both unfamiliar and strange.Oddly, when his hands touched her body, she didn't feel a strong
Third person's POVSuch a tall and strong man, yet at this moment, he behaved like a petulant puppy, causing Tabitha's body to tremble slightly.She was well aware of the vast difference in strength between them.In this situation, it was crucial not to provoke him excessively. Otherwise, should Wilmot be enraged, his intense possessiveness could erupt, and the situation would be truly irretrievable.Tabitha took a deep breath and, seizing the moment while he still retained a shred of rationality, began to reason with him patiently, "Wilmot, I am willing to help you with other matters, but I truly cannot do this.""Cannot? Is it because you still think of him?"Derek was on the brink of losing his sanity, enduring the surging desires within, seeking to probe the deepest thoughts of Tabitha's heart through this opportunity.Her reluctance to let others approach—did it mean she still harbored love for him?Tabitha frowned t
Third person's POVThe woman must have feared Derek would not comply, so she increased the dosage of the drug.Derek had thought that if he just endured it, the effects would pass.But as time went on, the drug's effects became more intense, and his body felt increasingly strong, as if his brain was floating, losing all sense of balance.His wolf was also affected by the drug.He became manic and irrational.His hot breath sprayed on Tabitha's ear, causing her body to tremble involuntarily, and this sensitive touch left her at a loss.Her expression was stern, and she firmly refused, "No, I... uh..."Tabitha's eyes widened in shock as Wilmot's lips suddenly pressed down on hers without warning.Her heart pounded wildly in her chest.Although she had only loved Derek, and they had rejected each other, she was now free, and even if something happened with someone else, it wouldn't be illegal.But she had no i