Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 316

Chapter 316: Chapter 316 – Can you describe this woman?

The more Voren thought about it, the less sense the whole situation made. He stayed right there beside Marigold’s bed, watching his little girl as a million thoughts swirled through his head.

It was weird enough that Seraphine had suggested changing Marigold’s name, but finding out that Marigold herself wanted to go by Esperanza was on another level.

The coincidence felt off, like there were too many puzzle pieces that just wouldn’t line up no matter how he tried to force them.

Seraphine and Marigold hadn’t exactly spent a ton of quality time together. Sure, they’d met and talked a bit, but those moments had been short and surface-level, nowhere near enough for Seraphine to plant some wild new identity idea in a five-year-old’s head.

And the timeline made even less sense. Marigold had been scribbling the name Esperanza in her drawings way before Seraphine’s divorce, long before the woman had even stepped into their lives. There was no way she could’ve influenced something like that.

The deeper he sat with it, the more uneasy he felt. It wasn’t exactly fear, but more like staring at a half-finished puzzle where the missing pieces should make the picture impossible, yet the image was still starting to take shape anyway. The problem was, he had no clue what that picture was supposed to show.

"Daddy," Marigold said softly, pulling him out of his thoughts.

Voren looked down at her. Those big, observant eyes of hers were fixed on him again, the kind that always made him forget she was only five years old.

"I told you about the woman who shows up in my dreams," she continued.

He let out a sigh before he could catch it. Not this again. Those dreams had come up plenty of times over the years, and while some of the details she described had turned out to be eerily accurate, Voren still had a hard time wrapping his head around them.

Part of him kept hoping for some logical explanation, but another part knew logic never seemed to stick when it came to Marigold.

He ran a hand through his hair and leaned back a little. "Those strange dreams again?" 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

She didn’t seem bothered by the gentle skepticism in his voice. If anything, she looked a bit disappointed that he still wasn’t taking her seriously.

"When we go back to the pack, we should visit the shaman," he suggested. That felt like the safest bet—the middle aged woman had seen enough weird stuff over the decades that maybe he’d have some real answers this time.

Marigold shook her head right away. "I want to stay there."

Voren frowned. "Stay where?"

"At the pack." She answered so fast it was clear she’d been thinking about this for a while.

His expression softened. As much as he got why she was drawn to pack life, the idea still made him uncomfortable. "Mari, I want you close to me."

The words came out heavier with emotion than he’d meant them to. Being away from her sucked every single time. Every business trip, every long meeting, every obligation that pulled him away felt like someone was stealing precious time from his life.

Marigold rolled her eyes in that way that made her seem way older than she was. "Then call me Pera." She started counting on her fingers. "Or Espy. Or Anza. They’re all short for Esperanza."

She just shrugged, completely unapologetic. "The woman told me."

All the amusement drained from his face in an instant. "The woman?"

Marigold nodded. "The woman from my dreams."

A chill ran down his spine. He didn’t necessarily buy every detail, but he couldn’t ignore how often her dreams lined up with reality in ways that didn’t make sense. "What exactly did she tell you?"

She played with the edge of her blanket as she answered. "She said if you don’t do these things, your love for her won’t be enough."

The words landed heavy between them. Voren felt a knot twist in his stomach. They didn’t sound like a threat, but so important, like they carried weight he wasn’t ready to understand yet.

He stayed quiet for a moment. Had he been neglecting her? The question popped up out of nowhere. Between running all his businesses, handling pack issues, political stuff, and security matters, his days were nonstop.

Maybe he hadn’t been giving her enough of his time. Maybe he’d missed signs he should’ve caught earlier. The guilt hit him hard.

Marigold had always been way too understanding for a kid her age. She barely complained, rarely asked for attention, and almost never acted out. Most parents would call that a blessing, but sometimes Voren wondered if it was actually a red flag.

He reached over slowly and brushed a strand of hair from her face. "Mari... can you describe this woman?"