Chapter 785

　　Third person's POV 　　A cold female voice cut through the tension, "One more tear and you're out. You're deafening." 　　Misha's open mouth froze mid-sob, the comical expression plastered on her face. 　　She glanced around, finally noticing the unfamiliar woman in the room. "Who is she?" she demanded. 　　"This is the miracle doctor who can save Alpha Derek. Show some respect," Rolf warned, wary of Misha's infamous temper flaring up again. 　　Despite her pride, Misha's love for Derek was genuine. 　　She quickly composed herself. "Of course, Doctor. I entrust my Derek to you," she said, the possessive words slipping out before she could catch them. 　　Rolf's eyebrow twitched. Since when was Derek "hers"? 　　Alma appeared in the doorway. "You're back." 　　"Yes," the woman replied, her tone neutral. 　　"Let me introduce everyone. These folks are here for treatment. The young man's poisoned—Nine-Heart Wolfsbane, nearly dead. The hysterical one's his fiancée." Alma emphasized the last word with a poi