Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230: Chapter 230 - That look is scaring me

Chapter 230 - That look is scaring me

’He’s nice...,’ Marsha said, from Seraphine’s mind, like she’d been sitting on that opinion for a while and had finally decided there was no reason to keep it to herself.

Seraphine’s throat closed around the spoonful of dessert she’d just taken. She spent a solid three seconds not choking, set her spoon down carefully, and turned her full attention inward.

’Don’t,’ she said. ’Don’t finish that sentence.’

’I’m just—’ Marsha was saying when Seraphine suspected something and interrupted, ’Are you talking to his wolf right now?’ Because that was the only explanation for why the whole evening had felt like it was running on a current nobody had told her about.

Marsha took a small pause, which was basically a yes. ’He asked if we’d be open to being friends with them.’ She paused. ’Just until they find their mate. His human is apparently working on restoring the bond.’

Seraphine went very still.

So it was Voren. He was the one pursuing restoration of the mate bond and Bloodfang had apparently let out the secret to Marsha.

’Tell him no,’ Seraphine said to Marsha before adding, ’and stop flirting. I’m not asking twice. You keep this up and I’m shutting you out completely.

Marsha went quiet. Not sulky, just quiet. Which, from Marsha, was its own kind of agreement.

Seraphine exhaled through her nose, picked her spoon back up, and made herself focus on the food.

The dragon stew was what she worked through next, smoky, deeply spiced broth sitting heavy and slow in the bowl, built around charred meat and root vegetables she couldn’t name, chili oil pooled across the top. It tasted the way a forest at night smells, dark and layered and faintly like something you probably shouldn’t want but absolutely do.

The Nebula platter came last of the savory dishes, and it was almost too beautiful to eat. Seafood and tropical fruit arranged in these sweeping arcs, edible glitter worked into foams and threw it around the plate in tiny prismatic sparks, the whole thing looking like a galaxy caught mid-spin.

She ate it anyway, and it tasted better than it looked.

She couldn’t pick a favorite, and went back for seconds of two of them, telling herself it was research.

And then the aurora dessert sphere arrived, and for a moment she genuinely forgot about everything else.

It sat there on the plate like it had come from somewhere that had different rules about what was possible. A chocolate shell lacquered in aurora colors that bled into each other at the edges, cracked open tableside with one clean tap that let out a breath of cool sweetened air, revealing the glowing sorbet and sparkling sugar crystals packed inside.

The colors deepened after the shell broke, spreading slow and luminous across the plate. Seraphine looked at it for a second before she smiled. Not a full one, just that involuntary softening that happens when something catches you genuinely off guard with how beautiful it is, and then she tasted it.

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