Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 252

Chapter 252: Chapter 252 – He’s so ‘hot.’

Seraphine could feel the weight that had come down across his back. She could feel him absorbing it, holding it up, refusing to let it crush down any further.

Then she heard it.

A sound that made her stomach drop.

The low, awful crack of bone. It moved through him and she felt it more than heard it, the way a sound can go through a person when they are too close. His wolf was right at the surface, pushing forward, the animal trying to take over to handle what the man was carrying.

Shouts came from everywhere at once. The warriors converged fast and she felt the weight lift as several of them got underneath the tree and rolled it clear.

Voren stayed where he was for a breath longer than necessary.

Then he pulled back just enough to look down at her. Rain ran off his jaw and dropped onto her cheek. His eyes moved across her face fast, checking.

"Are you alright?"

She opened her mouth to answer.

And then a fourth presence arrived.

She felt it before she saw it. The ground vibrated slightly with the weight of something large moving at full speed. A werewolf cleared the last stretch and landed nearby and the shift happened mid-motion, fast and practiced, the wolf folding back into a man in the space of a breath.

Ravyn stood there in the rain.

His chest was heaving. His eyes were wild in the way they get when fear runs ahead of the body and the body is still catching up. His mouth opened.

"Voren, Sera—"

And then he stopped.

Whatever he was going to say stayed stuck somewhere between his chest and his throat. His eyes dropped to them. To the way Voren was still braced over her. To the rain soaking them both.

To the way they were tangled together on the ground. Ravyn stood in the rain, his emotions all over the place as he searched for the right words.

One of the warriors stepped forward and held out an emergency clothe toward Ravyn. It was soaked through before he even finished wearing it. The rain was coming down that hard. It didn’t matter. Nothing about dry clothes mattered right now.

His eyes were still on them.

Seraphine was flat on her back in the mud and Voren was directly above her, both of them completely drenched, the rain hammering down on the two of them like it had something personal against them today.

Voren moved slightly, trying to push himself off and away from her, but h;is body refused.

The groan that came out of him was low and involuntary, the kind of sound a person makes when pain catches them completely off guard. He went stiff, everything locking up at once.

"Ouch—"

"Don’t move." Seraphine’s voice came out steady. Not panicked. Not sharp. Just calm in the way that meant she had already switched into doctor mode and her brain was three steps ahead of everyone else standing in the rain. "Hold still, Voren."

The warriors closest to him took a step forward, hands out, ready to grab him and lift.

"Stop." Seraphine threw her hand up without even looking at them. "Nobody touch him. He could have a broken bone. If you grab him wrong, you’ll make it worse."

’I’m enjoying this,’ he snuffled, completely unbothered. ’Why do you think I haven’t healed you yet?’

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