Tabitha's POV
Derek suddenly appeared in my room, acting strangely.
I couldn't help but frown, wondering what was wrong with this man and why he came here acting so weird.
I stretched out my left hand, wanting to push away his body, which made me suffocate. However, when my fingers touched his body, I felt a damp liquid.
No, it was blood.
As a werewolf, I was very sensitive to the smell of blood.
"What's going on?" I immediately asked my wolf in my mind.
"There were no other scents of wolves, so he didn't experience an attack," Crystal calmly responded to me.
I turned on the light and looked at his snow-white shirt, which was covered in crimson blood. The blood was still oozing out.
How could he have turned out like this in just a short while, even though he hadn't even left the v
