Chapter Thirty-Five
Ana
I turned around quickly to see exactly who had just spoken. My jaw dropped in absolute shock when I realized it was Derek. I stared at him, my mind spinning in complete confusion. What on earth was he doing here inside the Bloodtron pack house?
Before I could even find my voice, a large number of heavy, armed guards poured into the ballroom right behind him. They moved with perfect military precision, quickly fanning out and surrounding Desmond's pack guards completely. The room fell into an incredibly tense silence. I watched as Derek walked casually through the crowd straight toward me. He reached out, placed his hand firmly around my waist to steady my shaking frame, and looked down into my eyes, asking gently if I was doing okay.
I looked up at him in tot
