Derek watched Hannah leave with Evan, his heart hollowed out, raw and aching. Brittany stood frozen, panic gripping her until she remembered to call for help. She rushed to Derek's side, hands trembling as she reached for his scalded skin.
But the moment she touched him, Derek hissed in pain, startling her. "Derek, I'm sorry… I didn't know it was you…" Her voice wavered, then hardened with jealousy. "But why'd you take the hit for that she-wolf? Wouldn't it be better if she just died?"
Her words burned hotter than the water, her envy consuming her reason, heedless of Derek's wounds. He couldn't take it anymore. Gritting his teeth through the agony, he growled, "Get out."
Brittany snapped back to reality, noticing the pus oozing from his burns. Before she could say more, Derek's eyes rol
