The offer landed like pure temptation because all Voren really wanted was a stretch of peace and quiet with his wife.
The mess waiting back at the pack already sat heavy enough on his shoulders, and this mansion had become their little hideaway, the one place he could shut out the endless list of responsibilities that never stopped knocking.
The only person they’d planned on seeing was Coco, and now Ravyn had shown up out of nowhere, forcing his way into the single peaceful corner Voren had managed to carve out for his family.
Voren studied the man standing in front of him under the streetlights. Ravyn looked exhausted, almost completely broken, but there was still something dangerous flickering in his eyes.
Desperation could turn people reckless in a heartbeat, and Voren had zero intention of letting that kind of desperation get anywhere near Seraphine.
Still, he knew exactly what he had to do.
"I’ll talk to her, but move your car first, Ravyn. If she says yes, I’ll walk her out to meet you. If she says no, then you leave."
Ravyn’s chest loosened just a fraction. At least Voren was giving him a shot. But that tiny victory also smashed him with something that hurt even worse. Voren trusted his wife completely, without a second of hesitation. Why wouldn’t he? Seraphine was nothing like Daisy. Even through seven years of Ravyn treating her like garbage, she’d stayed faithful.
She’d never looked at another man, never gone searching for comfort somewhere else, even when her own husband made her feel completely unwanted.
Daisy had soaked up every scrap of Ravyn’s attention. He’d defended her, loved her, chosen her over his wife again and again. And she’d still turned around and destroyed him.
The thought twisted his stomach hard. The woman he’d neglected had stayed loyal, while the woman he’d put on a pedestal had wrecked everything. It was clear as day that as long as Seraphine carried Voren’s name, she’d never give Ravyn another chance.
Yet he still clung to one pathetic little piece of hope. He had been her first love. Somewhere inside his broken heart he still believed that had to mean something.
"Okay. I’ll move the car. But until she talks to me, I’m not leaving."
Voren shrugged, his expression calm. "We don’t plan on staying long, so feel free to camp out here as long as you want."
Ravyn almost laughed but instead his throat tightened until it hurt. He wanted to cry.
Watching Voren stand there so peaceful, so certain his wife would never betray him, made Ravyn ache with a jealousy he could barely hold down. That should’ve been him.
He should’ve been the man standing beside Seraphine with that same quiet confidence. He should’ve been the one she trusted, the one she ran to, the one she loved without any fear. If only he’d paid attention. If only he’d looked past Daisy’s lies.
If only he’d understood what he had in Seraphine before it was too late, his life could’ve been something close to bliss. Instead, he was standing outside another man’s mansion, begging for five minutes with the woman who used to be his wife.
He walked back to his car and pulled it out of the driveway while Voren climbed into his. Voren hit the remote and the heavy gates slid open, letting him through. The second the car cleared the entrance the gates closed again, locking Ravyn out.
Ravyn stayed right where he was. His eyes followed the vehicle until it stopped in front of the house. Then he watched Voren step out, walk around the front, and open the passenger door. Seraphine emerged.
Ravyn’s breath caught so hard it almost choked him. Before he could even process the sight of her, Voren bent down and scooped Seraphine up into his arms, carrying her inside the mansion like a bride.
Ravyn stood frozen in front of his car, his fingers curled tight at his sides. The ache spreading through his chest felt almost unbearable. Voren was carrying her like she was something precious, like she weighed nothing, like taking care of her was the most natural thing in the world.


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