Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 703

Chapter 703: Chapter 703 – who are you to demand vengeance?

Jane’s teeth gritted together so hard her jaw ached, the sound of enamel grinding against enamel echoing in her skull like a death knell. Coco had ruined everything by exposing herself.

Every carefully laid plan, every whispered strategy, every hope of escape had crumbled to dust in a single, reckless moment. Now she was certain Amelia would not dare to show up. The grand witch was many things, but she was not a fool. She would not walk into a trap.

"Sera, if you are as strong as you are, then free me from the power of this stone."

Coco dared Seraphine, her voice cracking with desperation and agony. The words were a challenge, a taunt, a final desperate gamble from a woman who had nothing left to lose.

Seraphine laughed, a cold, hollow sound that echoed through the blood-soaked gallery. "I’m not as stupid as you, and I don’t negotiate with witches."

Her voice was smooth, controlled, the voice of a queen who had learned to wield words like weapons. She tilted her head, studying Coco with the detached curiosity of a predator examining wounded prey.

"I thought your face looked familiar when I saw you but since you were with Ravyn, I thought my eyes were deceiving me."

She said it smoothly, carefully, not wanting to implicate Ravyn. Every word was chosen with precision, each syllable a shield protecting their ally.

"You couldn’t defeat me in Paris, so how did you plan to deal with me here? In my own pack?"

Coco was in tears. The salty streams carved paths down her cheeks, mixing with the blood that splattered her face. Her body trembled with pain and fear and rage, a toxic cocktail that left her weak and shaking.

"This stone has my powers locked. I can’t use them."

"Then you should have done your homework well before trying to steal it." Seraphine informed her, her voice carrying a note of cold satisfaction.

Coco did not want to die. The realization crashed over her like a wave, drowning her in terror. She wanted another chance. Another opportunity to deal with Seraphine.

"Even if you kill me, it won’t end. My mother will get you."

"Alpha Corvine, remove their two legs completely." Seraphine ordered, her gaze cold and unyielding. The words fell from her lips like stones, heavy and final.

Gasps erupted from the crowd, a collective intake of breath that rippled through the gallery like wind through wheat. Ravyn commented, his voice carrying a note of dark amusement.

"The Queen is just as ruthless as the King. If I have to plead on their behalf, what could I be?"

Seraphine smiled, though it didn’t reach her eyes. It was a cold, brittle thing that curved her lips but left her gaze untouched.

"Alpha Ravyn, I thought you’d bring someone better considering our past. Looks to me like you’re only attracted to the Daisies."

The words were a blade, sharp and precise, cutting through the air between them. Ravyn’s expression flickered, something raw and wounded passing through his eyes before he masked it.

Seraphine knew the game but her comeback was still very sharp. "Why don’t you give me your life and your pack for their freedom?"

Ravyn quickly stepped back, his hands raised in surrender. "I’m sorry, but that price is too much."

He turned to Candy, his expression changing into something that looked almost like regret.

"Candy, I’m afraid I can’t help you now. In fact, though you lied to me, I really liked you and wanted to help, but..."

He shrugged helplessly, the gesture heavy with feigned resignation. He sent the video to Battal and withdrew to the back of the crowd, his footsteps echoing against the blood-slicked floor.

Battal finally responded. ’I underestimated them.’

’What about the backup?’

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