Chapter 19
Tabitha's POV
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back.
"You still haven't answered my question..."
His eyes were golden and wild, a sign that he was losing control of the wolf inside him.
"What are you gonna do, Derek? Torture me until you get what you want?"
I shook my head, even though it stung to do so. He tightened his grip around my hair.
"I used to be confused, wondering why you changed all of a sudden. But when I saw that kid who looked just like you, I figured it out—I've been waiting for someone who would never come back. Derek, I'll let you go. Please let me go, too, OK?" I begged.
He jerked back as if I had burned him. I could see his arms flexing, his hands balling into fists, his knuckles turning white.
He was furious.
Then all of a sudden, the study door swung open, and in walked Daphne.
Noticing what we were doing, she stepped back, dumbfounded.
I struggled to break free from Derek's grip and mocked, "I don't get it. Why wouldn't y
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