Third person's POV
"Jasper, how is it?" Tabitha stood up abruptly.
Jasper's expression was grave. "Tabitha, the results aren't good. You need to terminate the pregnancy immediately."
Tabitha stared at the tumor data on the report and staggered back a step.
She had almost forgotten about the lesion inside her body over the past year, until the cold numbers brought reality crashing back.
"Could there be a mistake?" Her voice trembled.
"Why would I lie to you?" Jasper suddenly became agitated. "I traveled far and wide to find herbs for a cure, all of this was for you!"
Tabitha hastily apologized, "I'm sorry, I just... I'll accept the treatment."
At Jasper's urging, Tabitha was wheeled into the gynecology clinic.
When the doctor signaled for her to undress in English, a sudden cramp hit her lower abdomen.
She lied about needing the restroom and stumbled out of the clinic.
As she passed through the corridor, fam
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
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 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 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 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 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
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
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
Third person's POV"Jasper, how is it?" Tabitha stood up abruptly.Jasper's expression was grave. "Tabitha, the results aren't good. You need to terminate the pregnancy immediately."Tabitha stared at the tumor data on the report and staggered back a step.She had almost forgotten about the lesion inside her body over the past year, until the cold numbers brought reality crashing back."Could there be a mistake?" Her voice trembled."Why would I lie to you?" Jasper suddenly became agitated. "I traveled far and wide to find herbs for a cure, all of this was for you!"Tabitha hastily apologized, "I'm sorry, I just... I'll accept the treatment."At Jasper's urging, Tabitha was wheeled into the gynecology clinic.When the doctor signaled for her to undress in English, a sudden cramp hit her lower abdomen.She lied about needing the restroom and stumbled out of the clinic.As she passed through the corridor, fam
Third person's POVLucian seemed to anticipate her question and said, "Go ahead.""The time we've spent together is short. If initially, you helped me look for people out of consideration for Julia and the others on the island, then what about later? You secretly protected me, took care of my children, and even helped me escape without any complaints. We're not even friends, yet you risked your life for these actions. There must be a reason."Lucian had somehow produced a tactical dagger, the blade gleaming coldly.At this moment, he seemed not only mysterious but also like a venomous blade."Why don't you take a guess?" His voice was deep, sending a chill down Tabitha's spine in the night."I don't know, but there's no such thing as unreasoned kindness. Lucian, what do you truly want?"When they first met, Tabitha had offered to pay child support, but he refused."I'm the kind of person who lives day by day, having seen enough of life and death. Julia saved me back then, and I stayed
Third person's POV"Whatever issues you two have, they're none of my concern, but you shouldn't meddle in my affairs." Leopold stared coldly down at Derek from his height.Seeing the tension between the two, Carson stopped watching the commotion and said, "Enough. Your reckless behavior won't help you see your true feelings. This isn't Derek's fault. If Gloria didn't want to leave, no one could take her. Instead of blaming your brother, think about why she's determined to leave you."Leopold slumped in dejection and said, "Why? I gave her so much money. She loved money, yet she still left me.""Are you really that dense? If a woman can be bought off with money, she doesn't truly love you. Her choice to leave despite not seeking money might mean she genuinely loves you. You've treated her as a plaything, making it hard for her to face such a relationship, so she left," said Carson.In matters of the heart, bystanders often see more clearly than thos