Chapter 227

　　Tabitha's POV 　　I turned around and walked away, unable to endure their conversation any longer. Every moment spent there felt like a personal insult. 　　My wolf growled deeply within me, echoing my pain and anger. 　　"We have to go, Tabitha." 　　Its sound echoed in my mind, carrying a subtle and imperceptible sadness. 　　How ridiculous my love for Derek now seemed. 　　Despite the misery Elena caused me and the Silver Moon Pack, Derek still spoke of her as the gentle one. 　　My wolf whispered again, "Perhaps it was the Moon Goddess' mistake." 　　I recalled the wolfsbane potion nearly injected into my body that night. I was almost about to die that day. 　　Downstairs, Derek's every breath made me sick. 　　He had professed his love and promised explanations, yet in reality, he was erasing evidence, preventing me from discovering the truth. 　　Was this what he called love? 　　My heart was filled with bitterness. 　　As I left, I picked up a stone from the edge of the terrace. 　　For a moment, I want