Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 4 - This is your time

Alpha Voren Ashkael of the Grimroot Pack was not merely powerful. He was absolute.

His name alone carried weight across America’s business circles. He was the strongest Alpha to ever rise from the eastern territories, his wealth rivaling entire councils and nations, his looks the kind that turned heads.

With a single command, corporations bent, and with a single glance, Alphas reconsidered their ambitions. Submission followed him as naturally as breath.

Yet for all his dominance, everyone knew one thing. Alpha Voren was the only Alpha who hated women. Some said he was gay, and others side he was allergic to them.

And that was precisely why whispers followed him wherever he went, why the packs wondered why the most coveted Alpha in the nation had never taken a mate, why the Grimroot Pack remained without a Luna.

Those who knew Voren understood that when he wanted something, he claimed it without hesitation. So why hadn’t he claimed any woman?

Seraphine’s foot caught on the uneven stone path, her weakened leg betraying her before she could steady herself. She would have fallen hard if not for a strong hand gripping her arm, pulling her upright with controlled force.

"Watch where you’re going," Voren said calmly, his voice was as cold and sharp as ever, a blade honed by years of command.

Seraphine did not look at him for long. "Thanks for catching me," she replied, bitterness threading through her tone like poison beneath silk.

Then she pulled free. Gone like the wind, her figure disappearing down the corridor before Voren could say another word. His gaze followed her longer than he cared to admit, jaw tightening slightly as her scent faded into the air.

Seraphine did not slow. Her legs carried her instinctively to the only place that mattered, the pack hospital.

If answers existed anywhere, they were buried there. The corridors were quiet, unnaturally so. White lights hummed above her as she moved from room to room, opening cabinets, rifling through archives, pulling files with trembling hands.

death certificates. Anything, anything that could tell her how her daughter had

chest, but she did not expect help. "Corvine," she said quietly

opened his mouth as if to speak, then closed it again, swallowing hard.

entered the hospital, everyone had avoided her like a disease. Nurses averted their gaze, researchers disappeared behind doors, and doctors

She had even created the compound that countered the chemical

smallest clue about her deceased daughter, if there was even a sliver of hope,

"tell me the truth, anything. What do

features as his gaze dropped

hands froze mid-motion, documents slipping

suddenly it hurt. "So she’s alive,"

know. That night, I saw a woman passing through the outer borders. I panicked and gave the child to her before the warriors caught up to me. I didn’t

instead, burned it, and brought the ashes to Alpha Ravyn as

holding finally escaped her lips. Relief crashed into her like a wave, knees nearly buckling as renewed hope surged through her heart.

you describe the woman?" she

then, I truly did. I wanted to follow orders, but her cries..."

said, voice trembling. "If I had known this, I would have signed

turned back to the archives, fingers flying now, pulling out folders with precision. Corvine frowned.

my child," she said coldly. "Why should

after vial, pouring irreplaceable compounds down the drain. Years of research, breakthroughs that

her own skills," Seraphine continued.

last sample disappeared. She had wanted to leave peacefully, but they had destroyed

returned to the pack house, night had already settled in. Laughter echoed from Ravyn’s study, sharp and mocking in the quiet halls. Seraphine