Voren never saw that level of comeback coming, because deep down he knew one hard truth. A man who had nothing left to lose was the most dangerous kind of man alive.
For a long, heavy moment he just stood there studying Ravyn without a single word leaving his mouth. The guy planted in front of him wasn’t the same cocky, arrogant Alpha who used to walk around believing every single thing in the world sat right at his fingertips.
Something wild and reckless burned in those eyes now, something that made Voren understand exactly how far Ravyn might be willing to push if somebody tried to stop him.
Ravyn hadn’t expected Voren to halt either. The man he used to call his best friend would’ve already been raining punches down on him by now, especially after every ugly thing that had gone down between them.
But somehow his old friend had changed too, and Ravyn knew the exact reason. Seraphine was the fire that melted every last bit of ice inside Voren. He couldn’t work up real anger, because he was too damn happy with the woman in that car.
He had the one thing Ravyn had spent years throwing away without ever realizing what it was worth, a real family, a woman who actually loved him back, a happiness Ravyn once held in his own hands and treated like it meant nothing at all.
The thought of it burned through Ravyn with a jealousy so sharp it almost doubled him over. This whole scene could’ve been him if he’d just paid a little attention to Seraphine.
If he’d investigated Daisy even once, or if he’d simply looked at his own wife instead of searching for happiness somewhere else. He could’ve been the man standing next to her right now, the one she smiled at, the one she went home to.
Instead Voren was living the exact life Ravyn had destroyed with his own two hands, and the knowledge sat in his chest like a hot coal.
"Fine. Move your car," Voren finally spoke, voice flat and steady. "I’m not in any position to let her talk to you."
Ravyn’s fingers curled into tight fists at his sides. His jaw locked hard as he stared at the man who used to be his closest friend in the whole world. "I came here ready for you to throw hands, and now you’re suddenly playing the gentleman?"
A faint smile lifted the corner of Voren’s mouth when he realized he’d sidestepped the trap Ravyn had tried to set. "In case you forgot, we’re standing in the middle of New York. My brain works a whole lot better than my fists out here. Now get your ass back in that car and move it off my gate."
The authority in his tone made it crystal clear the conversation was over. But Ravyn only folded his arms tight across his chest and planted his feet like he planned to grow roots right there on the tarmac.
"I’m not moving an inch until I talk to Sera. We can all stand right here until she’s ready to see me. I don’t care how long it takes."
Voren looked at him for a long beat, eyes narrowing just a little. Then, without another argument, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Ravyn watched with growing suspicion tightening every muscle in his face as Voren started the call, voice calm and clear.

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