Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Chapter 13 - such a small mouth

Guilt flickered in Voren’s eyes, quick, almost imperceptible, before vanishing as if it had never been there at all. His expression hardened, his voice wintry and detached. "That was six years ago," he said flatly. "An old tale."

His gaze slid back to Seraphine, sharp and dismissive. "From what I’ve seen, she deserved everything she got."

Oh no, what a wrong answer? Seraphine didn’t think. She didn’t breathe. Rage surged through her like wildfire, burning through every fragile wall she had built to survive. In a blur, she lunged.

Her fingers wrapped around Voren’s throat, her claw extending instinctively, piercing skin before anyone could react. For a split second, shock rippled through the room before Voren moved.

He caught her wrist mid-strike and flung her aside with a single motion, effortless and controlled. "What a wild woman," he remarked casually, almost bored, as the scratch on his neck sealed itself and disappeared.

His wolf was the strongest, most lethal among all the Alphas. Even operating with human instinct, he hadn’t used brute force, but Seraphine still lost her footing. Her body tilted backward, gravity claiming her.

Before she hit the floor, Corvine caught her, arms closing around her firmly.

"Luna," he said urgently, his voice thick with concern. "Are you alright?"

The strength drained out of her all at once. Seraphine collapsed against his chest, her sobs tearing out of her, raw and broken. "Does he even know," she cried, her voice muffled against Corvine’s shirt, "what it feels like to lose a child?"

For a moment, remorse crossed Voren’s face. It was faint, fleeting, gone almost as soon as it appeared. His jaw tightened, but soon loosened with pride sealing his lips shut.

He would not apologize. Not after she had insulted him. No one insulted Voren and walked away untouched.

If anything, she was fortunate to still be standing, fortunate to still be alive. This was the most mercy he had ever shown anyone, man or woman alike.

Seraphine had crossed lines even Alphas, presidents, and the most feared men on earth wouldn’t dare step over.

Kylie moved closer, placing a comforting hand on Seraphine’s back. "It’s alright," she murmured gently. "We won’t allow anything you don’t want."

"But I command it," Voren said, his voice cutting through the room with cold authority.

Seraphine stiffened. Slowly, she turned to face him. Her eyes were red, her cheeks wet, but her spine was straight. "I won’t," she declared.

Tension rippled through the room as Voren stared at her, disbelief dulling his gaze. No one had ever refused him, ever. And yet here she was, doing it again, moments after throwing an insult straight at his face.

"Fine," he said at last, his tone icy. "Then I hope you remain in this house forever. Because out there," he gestured vaguely. "There’s no place for you."

Seraphine let out a hollow scoff, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. This was the last time she would cry for them. She was done being used, done being broken for someone else’s comfort.

"Oh, I will leave," she said evenly. "After the divorce is finalized." Her gaze locked onto his, fearless and piercing. "Let’s see how you plan to stop me."

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