Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 659

Chapter 659: Chapter 659 - I’ve been loyal to you

The moment Voren was declared the Alpha King, Jaron knew without a doubt that Voren would come after him.

At this point, he hated his daughter so much. The stupid girl had so easily given away the crown Jaron had almost lost his life stealing from the Lycans, and now his authority was gone. Stripped away in a single moment, handed to the man he despised most.

No, he couldn’t just allow Voren to have the final laugh. Not when he had refused his daughter’s hand in marriage.

It was as if even his own family was trying to spite him, to punish him for not agreeing to let Liah choose Corvine over the suitors he had carefully selected. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Actually, after finding out that Corvine was born an Alpha, he didn’t have a problem anymore. The boy was worthy, had the bloodline, had the strength.

But the moment Corvine gave the crown to Voren, Jaron’s hatred and bitterness multiplied, festering like an open wound.

He texted Battal, his fingers trembling with urgency. ’It’s too late. You won’t get the white wolf anymore. The long-lost mythical stone has always been with one of our packs.’

The response was prompt, almost instantaneous. ’I want to see you.’

Jaron smiled, a cold, calculating expression that didn’t reach his eyes. This was his chance to escape from the pack before it was too late. ’Then send someone to pick me up.’

A few minutes later, he received another text. ’I sent someone plus another wizard, but they can’t enter the pack. Give them access.’

Jaron wasn’t a fool. Though he wanted to escape, he couldn’t create any more problems for Jasper, especially after emptying the pack’s coffers.

’No. I’m coming out.’ He texted back before lifting the phone to his ear as if he was on a call, performing for the benefit of anyone watching.

He entered his car and drove to the gate of the Silver Moon Pack before joining the SUV the Lycans rode, his movements quick and furtive.

There were no talks as they drove him straight to the hotel’s conference room. The silence was oppressive, broken only by Jaron’s voice.

Battal wore the same expressionless mask, but there were other Lycans seated around the conference table, their faces cold, their eyes watchful.

Jaron stood nervously after greeting those present, his palms sweating. "King Battal, the pack is no longer conducive for me, so I’ll like your help in relocating to the human world."

His voice was steadier than he felt. "I’ve lived in the pack all my life, but this time, it’s necessary for me to make the move."

There was silence for a while. a heavy, suffocating silence before Battal cleared his throat. "What is this you said about the mythical stone? How did you get it?" His voice was ice, each word a blade.

"Not me." Jaron shook his head quickly. "It’s the Grimroot pack Alpha, the one you fought with. He’s now the Alpha King." His jaw tightened with bitterness. "That idiot Corvine handed the crown to him like it was nothing, and now even my very existence is questioned."

Battal did not believe him. His expression remained blank, but his eyes flickered with something dangerous. "I’ve done some investigations on that werewolf, and guess what? I found nothing."

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