Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Chapter 75 – I had no idea you two were together

Seraphine stopped walking so abruptly, her entire body going still as her eyes locked onto Corvine’s face with a focus that felt almost predatory in its intensity, and when she finally spoke, her voice was low but firm, carrying that quiet authority she never had to force.

"Let it out," she said, her gaze unwavering, as if she could already sense that whatever he was about to say was going to drag something ugly out of the past.

Corvine hesitated, and that hesitation alone was enough to make Seraphine’s pulse tick faster. He glanced away, then toward the car, as if the moving vehicle would make the conversation easier to handle.

"I’ll tell you on the way," he said carefully, like someone choosing his words before the battle even began.

She did not argue, but instead turned and moved toward the car in long, controlled strides, her mind already racing ahead of the moment. The night air felt cool against her skin, yet she barely registered it, because the tension in her chest had begun to coil tighter with every second.

The engine came alive with a low rumble once Corvine settled into the driver’s seat, and as soon as he pulled out onto the road, Seraphine angled her body toward him, her eyes studying his profile in the dim glow of the dashboard lights.

"Go on," she pressed, her tone calm but insistent. "Tell me what you know about Zane."

Corvine kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his fingers tightening slightly around the steering wheel as if the name itself required steadiness. "Do you remember the guy from the Quantum pack," he began slowly, "the one who set up the pack’s server before you went off to school in the city over a decade ago?"

The words floated toward her, but they felt distant, blurred by time. A decade was not a short stretch of memory, especially when so much had happened since then, and Seraphine’s mind tried to reach back into a haze of old faces and forgotten names.

"I don’t remember the face," she admitted, frustration creeping into her voice because she hated not remembering something that might matter now.

"I figured you wouldn’t," Corvine replied, his voice gentler this time. "So I had someone send me his current picture. Look at the image on my phone."

Seraphine picked up his phone from the console, her fingers steady even though something in her stomach had already begun to twist. She unlocked it and opened the photo, and the moment the image filled the screen, the color drained from her face so fast it felt like someone had pulled the warmth straight out of her veins.

"Zane Callahan?" she whispered, and her voice, which was rarely uncertain, shrank into something smaller, almost fragile, as memories crashed into her mind without mercy.

She had not even met Zane at her pack back then, not properly, not in any meaningful way, but during her first year in college, he had approached her like someone who already carried a grudge.

She could still remember the way his eyes had looked at her, sharp and calculating, as if he knew something she did not. He had been a senior, older, more established, and there had been something almost deliberate about the way he targeted her with those cold, cutting remarks.

Back then, he had told her that he would teach her a lesson, and she could still hear the faint edge of threat hidden beneath his calm tone. He never acted on it before his graduation, never did anything overt that she could report or confront, but the promise had lingered in her thoughts long after he walked away.

Even now, remembering it made her shoulders tense as if bracing for something unseen. She had spent years wondering what exactly he meant, how he planned to teach her that so-called lesson, and most of all, why.

"No wonder the pack server kept losing data," she murmured, her mind connecting threads that had once seemed random. "It only stopped after I started encrypting everything secretly." She swallowed, her gaze still glued to the image on the screen. "But what I don’t understand is what he has to do with Daisy."

Corvine exhaled slowly, as though he had been waiting for her to ask that exact question. "There’s more," he said, and there was something almost grim in the way he said it. "Since I started working at the company, I’ve run into a few pack members, ours and others. Guess who I met recently."

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