Derek's POV
Facing Tabitha's disgust and resistance, I held her tight, not wanting to let go.
"Tabitha, can we be mates again? Let me mark you, okay?" I asked, my voice tinged with desperation.
"The f**k you just said? Why the hell would I let you mark me? Just seeing you makes me feel sick," Tabitha shot back, her response sharp and straight to the point.
I knew she probably thought I was insane, but I just couldn't help it.
She added, "Oh, I get it. Now that Daphne's paralyzed, so you don't want her anymore, huh? You truly disgust me."
Her accusation felt like a knife, piercing my heart.
I knew I had to be honest with her now.
The misunderstanding between us was too deep, and I didn't want to lose her again.
I wanted to spill the truth, hoping it would win her back.
So I furrow
