Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120: Chapter 120 – I will send Daisy away

"I know she still loves me, and once I tell her that I ended things with Daisy she will crawl back to me," Ravyn said with the stubborn confidence of a man who had convinced himself that time, betrayal, and pain meant nothing as long as he could return and say the words he believed she wanted to hear.

Inside Voren’s office, those words hung in the air like something sour, and Voren suddenly found himself wondering how he had spent so many years standing beside Ravyn without recognizing the depth of the man’s blindness.

Voren’s gaze slowly moved across the room until it landed on Seraphine, who sat quietly in her chair with her phone resting in one hand while her thumb moved across the screen in smooth, unhurried motions.

She looked calm, composed, and completely unmoved by the chaos unraveling outside those walls.

Yet the more Voren watched her, the more he realized something fundamental had changed about the woman Ravyn believed he could simply win back with a few words and a convenient apology.

Seraphine no longer carried the softness Ravyn remembered.

Whatever warmth had once lived inside her had hardened into something colder, sharper, and far more dangerous than anyone in the pack had anticipated.

Even now, while she claimed to be dating Leon, Voren could clearly see that her heart was not involved in the arrangement.

The emotion people usually carried when they spoke about someone they loved did not appear anywhere in her expression, and whenever her eyes lifted from the phone screen the only thing burning inside them was quiet, relentless revenge.

The question that continued bothering Voren was why she had agreed to date Leon at all, because the situation felt strange in a way he could not quite understand, though every instinct in his body told him that the relationship existed for a reason he had uncovered yet.

For the moment, however, that mystery remained buried beneath the far more immediate problem Ravyn had created.

"I wish you all the best, my friend," Voren said in a calm voice that carried a distance Ravyn probably had not expected to hear, and without offering another word he ended the call before the conversation could wander into even more foolish territory.

The moment the connection disappeared, the room settled into a heavy silence that lasted only a few seconds before the sound of another ringing phone broke through the quiet.

Corvine glanced down at the screen of his device before lifting his eyes toward Seraphine. "It’s Ravyn," he informed her. Seraphine did not look surprised by the information.

After all, she had changed her number since moving to the city, which meant Ravyn had no way of contacting her directly anymore, and a desperate man always searched for another path when the first door closed in his face.

"Tell him that I’m too busy to speak with a dead man like him," she said in a cold, detached voice that carried not even the smallest trace of emotion.

Corvine’s lips curved slightly before he answered the call, and although he already knew exactly what he intended to say, he still activated the speaker so everyone in the room could hear Ravyn’s response.

"She says that she’s too busy to talk to a dead man like you."

Ravyn’s voice arrived immediately, heavy with desperation that had grown stronger since the previous call ended.

His gaze moved toward Seraphine as though expecting her to interrupt the statement or contradict it in some way, but she offered no reaction at all.

Instead, she remained focused on her phone until the device suddenly began ringing again.

Seraphine lifted her head and accepted the call without hesitation, activating the speaker function once more so every person in the room could clearly hear what was about to be said.

Her decision carried a clear purpose.

She wanted Voren to understand exactly who stood behind the sudden collapse of Gray and Riven, even in their own packs.

"Augustine," Seraphine said calmly when the call connected, her voice carrying the quiet authority of someone accustomed to being obeyed. "Two Alphas poisoned me at a club, and I want justice."

The moment those words reached his ears, Voren’s expression changed immediately.

Alarm crossed his face as he leaned forward in his chair, his voice tightening with concern.

"Sera, you have already destroyed them financially, so please stop before this goes any further."