Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 276

Chapter 276: Chapter 276 – But if Voren is the person who...

"There’s nothing there. It was our wolves, and that’s it. We both came back to our senses after."

The words came out so fast, stacked so tightly on top of each other, that Corvine didn’t even need to analyze them. Speed like that only happened when a person was outrunning something.

He looked at Seraphine’s pink cheeks and said nothing for a moment. Just reached across her desk and picked up a blank A4 sheet and a pencil.

"Hmmm." The sound came out low and thoughtful, the kind that wasn’t really agreement or disagreement, just acknowledgment that he had heard her and had formed his own opinion about what she said.

He started drawing.

"You know what, Sera." His eyes stayed on the paper, pencil moving in easy strokes. "The lies you keep telling? They work exactly like a hole."

She looked up from her screen.

He was already sketching it out, a wide, deep well, the kind with no obvious bottom. Then, with a few simple lines, a small figure began to take shape at the top edge of it. The proportions were rough and completely unbothered about being rough.

"Every time you say something you don’t mean, the hole gets a little bigger." He kept drawing, shading the walls of the well with quick back and forth strokes. "And one day it becomes so deep, so wide—" he added the figure leaning slightly toward the edge— "that when you finally fall in, nobody’s going to be able to reach down far enough to get you out."

He lifted the paper.

The sketch showed a small, clearly female stick figure at the bottom of an enormous well, arms up, surrounded by nothing. It was objectively terrible art and also somehow completely recognizable as Seraphine.

The laugh that came out of her was real and sudden and she grabbed the nearest pen and sent it flying across the desk at him. Corvine caught it without looking up, completely unbothered.

"I’m being serious." He set the paper down and pointed at it with the pencil. "We should frame this actually. Put a date on it."

"Stop."

"For documentation purposes."

"Corvine."

He set the pencil down and leaned back in his chair, and the playfulness in his face altered into something more honest. He observed her the way he always did when he had decided to stop dancing around something.

Seraphine looked away first.

She thought about it, instead of just swatting it away. Voren. Of all the men that could have ended up in the orbit of her life, she had never once put Voren in any category that involved feelings.

He was complicated and sharp, and he got under her skin in a way that felt different from anything she had a name for. Even Ravyn, back when things between them were still soft and she had believed in what they had, never made her feel quite like that.

Which was a thought she immediately picked up and put back down.

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