Third person's POV
"You're lying!" Tabitha tried to deny it, but her voice trembled slightly.
Her hands instinctively pushed at Derek, only to be tightly held by him, immobilized.
"Tabitha, you can say that I've hurt you deeply, but my love for you hasn't changed in ten years. I love you, and that's a fact," Derek's voice was deep and resolute. As a werewolf, once he chose his mate, it was a lifelong bond.
His eyes revealed deep love and regret, as if he were confessing his years of longing and remorse to Tabitha.
Tabitha coldly turned her face away and said, "I didn't come here to hear this! You should know that we can never go back. Don't even think about getting back together. I'm not that naive girl who can be swayed by your sweet words anymore."
Her voice carried a hint of determination and indifference, yet inside, she was trembling. Those past memories and emotions surged in her mind like waves.
Derek's magnetic voice chuckled softly in her ear, his chest vibrating slightly.
"I know. I said I wouldn't force you to do anything. If you don't want to get back together, I won't push. I'm content just being able to be with you like this," his voice tinged with a touch of helplessness and affection.
His hand gently stroked Tabitha's hair, as if soothing a wounded animal.
"You know that, right? My heart is already frozen through and through. I won't be fooled by your sweet talk anymore," Tabitha feigned strength, but inside, she was wavering.
Her eyes showed a hint of confusion and struggle, unsure if she could trust Derek's love again.
Derek sighed, "But Tabitha, I'm really feeling not well right now. Can you help me, please?" His voice carried a hint of coquetry. In this unique atmosphere, Tabitha's heart softened a bit.
His eyes revealed a touch of pitiful helplessness, as if he were asking Tabitha for help.
Derek's aggrieved voice reached Tabitha, who looked up and met his watery eyes, which resembled a puppy abandoned by its owner.
Was this still the Derek she knew?
Tabitha replied, "How?" Her voice carried a hint of hesitation and shyness, but she had already guessed Derek's intention.
Derek lightly tapped her palm, and Tabitha's face instantly turned as red as if it could bleed.
She quickly denied it repeatedly, "No, it's not possible. Don't even think about it."
Her voice carried a hint of panic and shyness, and she tightly covered her face with her hands, not daring to look directly into Derek's eyes.
"Then let it be like this. You don't move, I'll do it," Derek's voice carried a hint of irresistibility.
His eyes revealed a touch of determination and longing, as if he had made up his mind to do this.
Hearing this, Tabitha's eyes almost popped out, completely not expecting Derek to say such a thing.
"Tabitha, don't worry, I won't really touch you. This is enough," Derek gently comforted her.
His voice was very soft, as if he were coaxing a frightened child.
Tabitha was wearing a skin-friendly and thin silk pajama bottoms, so she could very clearly feel Derek's movements.
Derek's suppressed panting was right by her ear, and Tabitha was so embarrassed.
She covered her eyes with the back of her hand, muttering, "Derek, you're terrible."
Her voice carried a hint of scolding and shyness, and her cheeks burned with embarrassment.
"Yeah, I am bad, but you've been liked by this bad person. I will never let you go in this life," Derek's voice carried a hint of dominance.
His eyes revealed a touch of determination and persistence, as if he were declaring his resolve to Tabitha.
"Even if you don't stay with me, please let me keep loving you like this, until the end of my life." His voice was filled with deep affection.
He tightly held Tabitha's hand, as if afraid that she would suddenly disappear.
Tabitha's heart raced, and her cheeks turned red as she said, "Stop talking, you jerk!"
Derek's panting grew heavier, "Tabitha, I love you, I can give you my life."
Tabitha felt the strange sensation by her leg and was so embarrassed.
"Are you done yet?" Her voice conveyed a hint of shyness and impatience, but she was expecting something inside.
"How could I be done? Tabitha, it's you. Only you can make me so."
Without warning, Derek turned his head and kissed Tabitha's lips, instantly raising the temperature in the room.
Their figures intertwined under the dim light, as if merging into one, becoming the most touching scene in this intimate atmosphere.
Half an hour later.
Tabitha supported Derek as they slowly walked out. Her steps were a bit disordered, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Derek, on the other hand, was clean and refreshed, while Tabitha was a mess, her back completely soaked with sweat.
Tabitha glared at Derek fiercely and cursed angrily, "Jerk!"