Alpha's Wife Hunt (Tabitha and Derek) novel Chapter 3

Tabitha's POV

When I dashed to the hospital, they'd just finished saving Dad.

I rushed to the doctor and asked, "How's my dad?"

"Don't worry. Mr. Hartley's out of the woods now. Just keep him from any more shocks."

"Got it," I sighed with relief. "Thanks."

Dad was still in a coma, so I couldn't ask him what happened. I had to turn to the pack members, "Dad had stayed unconscious the whole time. How come he suddenly came around today?"

Silver Moon Pack's Beta quickly replied, "We don't have a clue, either. He came around this afternoon. We wanted to call the pack doctor to give him a checkup, but he wouldn't allow it. He just went straight to the packhouse. After he found the pack in chaos, he passed out."

He paused and went on, his tone guilty, "It's all my fault. I should've stopped him."

Something felt off.

Dad woke up the very same day I decided to divorce Derek?

It just didn't seem like a coincidence.

Yet I couldn't figure out the connection between the two events right now.

So, I reassured the Beta, "I'm gonna need you to take care of Dad. Don't beat yourself up. The pack has suffered a loss. As the Alpha, it's perfectly normal that he's anxious about it. By the way, did anyone visit him today?"

"No, the pack members didn't know he came around."

I nodded and left the ward.

When I was about to leave the hospital, the nurse stopped me.

"Ms. Hartley, have Mr. Hartley's emergency and hospital expenses been settled?"

"I'll pay as soon as I can, sorry," I replied, hiding my embarrassment.

After heading out of the hospital, I rushed to the Council of Elders, but Derek was nowhere to be seen.

I had to give him a call. "Where are you? I'm at the Council."

"I got some stuff to attend to. So I'm back at my pack," Derek answered in an icy tone.

"Can you come for the reject ceremony?" I asked, feeling helpless.

He sneered, "You think you matter more than the pack stuff?"

"I can wait until you're done. Derek, please, I'm begging you. I need money to treat my dad."

"Really? I'll take my time then," he snorted. "I'll be over the moon if he dies."

With that, he hung up.

Looking at the crowd passing by on the street, I felt helpless.

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