Corvine stepped out of the car, the door closing with a soft thud behind him, but Seraphine didn’t move right away, her fingers still curled loosely against her lap as she stared ahead, her mind already piecing things together without needing to hear a single word of whatever Ravyn was saying outside.
Damon had told her enough earlier, and honestly, she didn’t need confirmation to understand what this was about, because there was only one person in this world who could make Ravyn stand there looking stripped of his pride like that, and that was Bryan.
Bryan was the only reason Ravyn would ever lower himself this much.
Outside, Corvine tried to keep his composure intact, even as Ravyn blocked his path, his presence tense and unmoving like a wall that refused to budge. "Ravyn, move," Corvine said, his voice tight, like he was holding back more than just irritation, but Ravyn shook his head immediately, refusing without hesitation.
"Please," Ravyn said, and there was something unfamiliar in his tone, something raw and unguarded that didn’t belong to the Alpha Corvine had known for years. "Talk to her for me. Bryan doesn’t have much time left. She has to help."
For a second, Corvine just stared at him, disbelief flickering across his face because the man standing in front of him barely resembled the ruthless Alpha he remembered.
If Corvine hadn’t witnessed everything from the beginning with his own eyes, maybe he would have hesitated, maybe he would have considered making an exception, but he had been there through it all, had seen how Seraphine had been treated, how she had been broken piece by piece, and now this same man had the nerve to stand here asking for her help like none of that had ever happened.
Corvine let out a quiet, humorless breath, his gaze hardening. "You told me to kill her child," he said, his voice dropping lower with every word, the accusation cutting through the air. "And now you think you can just show up here like this?"
Ravyn’s jaw tightened, his pride clearly fighting to rise, and for a moment, it looked like he wanted to argue back, wanted to throw the blame somewhere else, maybe even call Corvine out for carrying out that order, but none of that came out, because right now, none of it mattered more than Bryan.
"I’m sorry," Ravyn said instead, the words heavy and unfamiliar, carrying a weight that made Corvine freeze where he stood.
For a brief second, Corvine wondered if he had heard wrong.
The Alpha Ravyn he knew never apologized, not to anyone, and not for anything.
"You’re apologizing?" Corvine asked, his voice edged with disbelief, but before he could process it any further, Ravyn did something that completely knocked the ground out from under every expectation Corvine had.
Ravyn dropped to his knees.
The movement was sudden, but the impact of it hit harder than anything else could have, because for an Alpha, kneeling wasn’t just a physical action, it was a complete surrender of authority, of pride, of everything that defined his position.
It wasn’t something done lightly, and seeing Ravyn like this left Corvine momentarily speechless, his mind struggling to catch up with what was unfolding right in front of him.
He had expected resistance, maybe a heated argument, maybe even a fight like the countless times before, but not this, never this.
"I’m not the one who decides," Corvine said finally, his voice steadier than he felt as he turned and walked back toward the car, leaving Ravyn exactly where he was, still kneeling, still waiting.



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