Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 34 – Nova Ghost

Nicole glanced around helplessly, her unease sharpening with every passing second. Her gaze finally settled on Voren, steady and unreadable as ever. He was Ravyn’s best friend so how could she talk about the centenary pack matters?

Besides, his secretary and assistant were both humans. "We can’t talk here," she said in a low voice.

Seraphine nodded immediately, already stepping back. "Sure. I was just leaving."

She paused long enough to give Voren one last look, calm on the surface, lethal beneath it before reminding him softly, almost politely, "You have twenty-four hours."

Voren let out a short chuckle, the sound echoing with careless confidence. "This is the third time you’ve issued those empty threats," he said, amusement glinting in his eyes. "I’d really love to see what you’ve got."

The elevator doors slid open, swallowing Seraphine and Nicole whole. As they disappeared, Pete stepped closer to Voren, concern written plainly across his face.

"Sir," he said cautiously, "that woman just threatened you. Shouldn’t we... at least press charges?" It was the most sensible thing to do since they had no idea in what area the threat would arise.

What if it had to do with Voren’s life? Pete was genuinely concerned, but Voren waved the idea away with an indulgent smile. "Don’t waste the police’s time. What can she actually do?"

He was certain of it. The fact that Seraphine had no real power in the city, no influence, and no protection, or so he believed.𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

To Voren, she was still just his best friend’s ex-wife. A woman who had lost her standing, her safety net, and whatever leverage she once possessed.

even the ruthless parts,

entirely. Maybe it was instinct, or maybe experience. He had learned long ago that the most

threats, they acted. She was

Ravyn, but since he was already planning to visit the pack in a few days, he pushed the

critical meetings, and one of Ashkael Holdings’ most important gatherings of the year. The boardroom buzzed with

warning, everything began to unravel. "I can’t access the files," one of the managers said, frowning at his screen. "Same here," another added

laptop flickered, then went completely black. The temperature in the room

confidence from the day before evaporating. He pulled out his phone and dialed the IT department, his voice cutting like

minutes," he said coldly, "every last one of you is

a nervous voice crackled through

understand,

deliberate attack," the voice continued. "And with all my years of experience, the only person who has ever developed something like this

speaking with a level of fear that made Voren want to punch him in

stayed ahead of every threat, solution-driven, unshakable. Hearing helplessness in his voice was unsettling.

David replied. "It’s called Medusa.exe. It petrifies systems on contact, total paralysis. Sir, with your permission, I

managers, and CEOs seated around the table. This was the end-of-year meeting,

collapsing before his eyes. "How

say," David admitted. "Not until I hear

I won’t postpone this meeting unless absolutely necessary. You have