Chapter 932

　　A sickly but breathtaking smile bloomed across Daphne's pale face, her eyes filled with a manic hope for the future. "Grandfather... do you think that once my legs are completely healed, and I become the most stunning she-wolf on the West Coast... Derek will finally turn around and notice me?" 　　Tabitha's hands didn't pause for a split second. Her needles were still clean, quick, and surgically precise. 　　She just marvelled in her head—the hold this Alpha had on women was honestly ridiculous. 　　It was one thing for Misha to be completely obsessed with him, but Daphne had literally looked death in the eye and still had nothing but marrying Derek on her mind. 　　Alpha Elliott gently stroked his granddaughter's hair, his tone turning heavy with a warning. "Daphne, the Amber Eye Pack is going to be relying on the Black Thorns for protection from now on. Things aren't like they used to be. You absolutely cannot push Alpha Derek's boundaries ever again." 　　A flash of darkness crossed Daphne