Chapter 787

　　Third person's POV 　　Alvin froze, panic rising. "Sorry, Alpha Derek's delirious," he blurted, terrified of offending Doctor Venessa. 　　"Get his clothes off and put him in the tub," Tabitha instructed, turning away to sort herbs. 　　"Fully?" Alvin asked, unsure. 　　"Fully," Tabitha confirmed, her voice flat. 　　Alvin hesitated, then stripped Derek bare. 　　Tabitha's mind flashed with memories of Derek's body—the same one she'd once known intimately. 　　Compared to when she'd left, Derek's physique was more muscular. 　　When she'd gripped his waist earlier, she'd distinctly felt the elasticity and definition of his muscles. 　　Now, with his clothes removed, several new scars were visible across his chest. 　　She'd watched him from afar over the years, always avoiding contact, always ensuring she remained invisible to him. 　　Several times over the years, Derek had nearly crossed paths with Tabitha during missions. Each time, she deliberately stayed out of his way. 　　Once she decided to walk out