Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215: Chapter 215 – I want her

Ravyn lingered at the entrance of the lab longer than he intended, the sound of Bryan’s laughter wrapping around him in a way that felt unfamiliar, almost unsettling, because it carried a kind of carefree joy he hadn’t heard from the boy in a very long time, if ever.

His gaze settled on Seraphine standing beside him, guiding him patiently, he couldn’t ignore the quiet realization forming in his chest that this version of Bryan, bright and unrestrained, existed so easily around her.

For a brief moment, he simply watched.

Then the laughter faded.

Not gradually, not naturally, but as if something unseen had pressed down on the moment and altered it, replacing that warmth with a low, vibrating growl that immediately tightened the air.

Ravyn’s attention snapped toward Voren, the change too obvious to ignore, his brows drawing together as concern edged into his expression. "Voren... are you alright?" he asked, his voice steady, though there was a clear note of caution beneath it.

Inside Voren’s mind, however, calm was nowhere to be found.

’I want her,’ Bloodfang’s voice rose, rough and insistent, carrying a pull that felt foreign even to Voren, something deeper than simple curiosity, something that pressed forward with unsettling certainty. ’She’s better than—’

’Enough,’ Voren cut in sharply, his jaw tightening as he forced control over his wolf. ’She’s not ours.’

’You’re wrong,’ Bloodfang pushed back without hesitation, his tone almost amused, as though he had already settled on something Voren hadn’t fully grasped yet. ’We have more in common than you think.’

That made Voren pause, if only for a second, the words settling uneasily in his mind.

’And you’re only noticing that now?’ Voren asked, his voice carrying a hint of mockery that Bloodfang found deeply irritating.

There was something wrong here.

Bloodfang had never reacted like this before, not to any she-wolf, not in all the years he had his wolf since he turned fifteen, and yet now, his attention was locked onto Seraphine’s wolf with an intensity that felt sudden and inexplicable, like a connection forming without permission.

This wasn’t the first time they met in a pack were both their wolves were active so exactly what changed?

’I don’t understand how this happened,’ Bloodfang continued, his voice lowering but not losing its insistence, ’but I want to run with her.’

’That won’t happen,’ Voren replied immediately, his tone leaving no room for argument, even as a flicker of unease settled deeper within him. This wasn’t a mate bond so what exactly was it?

"Voren."

Ravyn’s voice broke through again, louder this time, pulling him back from the storm inside his head.

"What?" Voren responded, blinking once as he refocused, though the tension hadn’t fully left his expression.

"Do you need to go for a run?" Ravyn asked, studying him more closely now, clearly noticing more than Voren would have liked. "Your wolf is growling."

For a split second, embarrassment flashed across Voren’s face before he masked it, smoothing his expression into something far more controlled, even if the discomfort still lingered beneath the surface. He hadn’t realized Bloodfang’s reaction had been that noticeable.

"I think I do," he admitted, exhaling lightly, though his thoughts were already turning inward again. ’Try that again and I’ll lock you up for a week,’ he warned sharply.

’I’ve been locked away most of my life already,’ Bloodfang shot back without hesitation, irritation threading through his voice as he added, ’you prefer your time in the city over letting me breathe.’

Some Alphas are trying to bring back the mate bond.

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