Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 9 – You should be grateful

Edward had sensed the storm the moment Ravyn arrived, the kind that gathered quietly behind clenched jaws and burning eyes.

He had failed to inform his parents in time, and now the consequences thundered through the house with brutal force.

The front door gave way under Ravyn’s fury, slamming inward with a violent crash that echoed through the corridors, loud enough to jolt even the deepest sleeper awake.

The walls trembled. Somewhere in the house, a clock rattled against the wall. Corvine shot up from bed instantly, instincts honed by years of vigilance kicking in as his feet hit the floor.

His heart raced as he hurried down the hallway, already preparing himself to face a burglar or an intruder foolish enough to test the defenses of an Alpha’s home.

What he did not expect, was Ravyn. The Alpha stood in the foyer like a living tempest, shoulders squared, eyes blazing with an unrestrained rage that seemed to warp the air around him. His presence alone pressed down on the space, heavy with Alpha authority.

Corvine froze for half a heartbeat. Then, despite everything, he bowed deeply, respectfully, offering the last shred of loyalty he still possessed.

The punch came without warning, pain exploded across Corvine’s jaw as he crashed to the floor, the impact knocking the breath from his lungs. The taste of blood filled his mouth before he could even process what had happened.

"Where is she?" Ravyn roared, his voice raw, violent, reverberating through the house.

Corvine’s fingers dug into the floor as he fought the urge to retaliate. He could fight, and wanted to fight, but this was Ravyn’s parents’ house, and more than that, Ravyn was saturated with Alpha power.

A fight would be futile, and destructive. Still, leaving Seraphine unprotected was not an option. "Alpha Ravyn," Corvine said, forcing steadiness into his voice as he rose slowly, "I don’t know what you’re talking about."

this house. He had allowed it back when a thin form of friendship existed between them, but not anymore, not after

took the stairs two at a time. He reached Seraphine’s door and twisted the knob, but

barked, his voice shaking the hallway, "if you don’t open this door

pulse spiked, and he moved instinctively, positioning himself closer, even though he knew the

barely had time to react before Ravyn seized

the floor as confusion clouded her expression, sleep still clinging

darting past them and pounding hard

my parents’ house after hurting Daisy?" Ravyn

dazed, trying to make sense of the chaos crashing into her consciousness. She had opened the door instinctively at the

murmured hoarsely. "What are you

Ravyn truly lost control. While Daisy lay between life and death, Seraphine had been here,

urgency and fury. "And you are the only match. You’re coming with me." He yanked

wrenched her hand free, her eyes blazing as she stepped back. "You must be insane if

landed. Ravyn’s hand was caught midair, his arm restrained by another grip, not as strong, not as dominant, but

it. "How dare you enter my house

"Your daughter? Dad, she’s not

briefly as he faced his father. "She stabbed Daisy. Daisy is bleeding out. She needs a transfusion, and Seraphine is the only

and final. "If Seraphine stabbed Daisy, then Daisy

your son?" Ravyn demanded, disbelief sharpening his tone. His parents doted on Seraphine but he never thought at a critical time like this, they would choose her over

coming overshadowed the ache of Seraphine taking his place in the heart of his parents. "Daisy’s condition is critical, and Seraphine