Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 59 – The best friend you’ll ever have

Daisy had always known Damon was wealthy, but in her mind, his wealth had lived in the comfortable realm of millions, impressive but still within reach of comparison, still something Ravyn could tower over if he chose to flex hard enough.

Billions, though, that was a different universe entirely, a different level of power, the kind that shifted balances quietly without announcing itself. And as she stood there replaying his casual mention of fifty billion like it had been pocket change, something inside her recalibrated.

She had long ago learned how to position herself beside power without truly belonging to it. With Ravyn, she played her role well. In public, she was polished and poised, the graceful partner at his side.

In private gatherings, she adapted effortlessly, charming investors, smiling through conversations she barely cared about, laughing at jokes that weren’t funny because it kept her in the room.

But beneath all of that, she understood a truth she never admitted out loud. She felt more like an escort orbiting a throne than a cherished partner sharing it.

Damon, however, stood differently. He did not flaunt, did not chase validation. He spoke about money the way other men spoke about weather, and that calm, almost careless confidence unsettled her more than arrogance ever could.

He raised his brow slightly, a hint of pride flickering across his expression, though it wasn’t loud or obnoxious.

"I don’t mean to brag," he said smoothly, his voice carrying a quiet certainty that felt heavier than any boast, "but if things keep going bad for our Alpha, I’ll be richer than him. Don’t worry, though. I’d never sabotage his authority. Alpha positions are inherited, after all, unless the lineages are wiped away."

The last part hung in the air just a fraction longer than necessary, and Daisy’s eyes flickered with something strange, something calculating and sharp before she masked it with a mysterious little smile that didn’t quite reach her gaze.

For a second, it felt like they were both testing the temperature of something unspoken, both aware that power was not just about titles but about resources, influence, and timing.

her eyes, but he didn’t react. He kept his posture relaxed, his

said casually, breaking the tension as if it had never existed. "If anything, we can have him admitted to the

Daisy’s mind refused to settle. Damon’s words echoed relentlessly, intertwining

dry strategically, and Daisy felt it, even if Ravyn tried to mask it with confidence. A man without wealth was

other hand, felt

heavy. Bryan lay asleep on the bed, his face slightly flushed,

into a bowl of water and gently dabbing Bryan’s forehead with careful movements that felt

his voice

her tone confident and almost rehearsed. "The

and something inside him tightened. He straightened slowly, turning toward Daisy with a

asked, his voice steady but firm. "I honestly don’t trust

It was small, barely noticeable, but Damon caught it.

she said

across his chest in a way that felt more

serum. It’s fine if you want to take credit." His tone

Daisy felt it press against her skin like heat, like the walls

doorway before stepping closer to him. "Come," she