Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 61 – Who the fuck are you?

Damon had gone into this knowing it would take patience, strategy, and more acting than he had ever done in his life, because manipulating someone who had survived this long beside power was never supposed to be simple.

He expected resistance, layers to remove one by one. Simply put, he expected Daisy to be sharp, cautious, and difficult to penetrate.

But what he did not expect, however, was how quickly she unraveled once he fed her exactly what she craved most. Validation and the promise of something greater, just as Seraphine had told him to do.

It almost unsettled him how little it took.

They were still standing in Ravyn’s study, the door closed, the air thick with the kind of secrecy that felt dangerous and addictive at the same time.

Daisy leaned back against the edge of the desk, her posture less guarded now, her eyes softer, and for the first time since he started this game, she looked less like a strategist and more like a woman who had been competing her entire life and was exhausted from losing.

"When we were young," she began slowly, her voice dipping into something almost reflective, "Seraphine shone like a star. She was literally good at everything. Academics, training, strategy. Everyone liked her, including my parents, and, her father was a beta. Mine, a mere omega with my mother being her nanny."

There was bitterness there, not loud and explosive, but deeply rooted, the kind that had grown quietly over years of comparison.

"I always tried to be like her," Daisy continued, her fingers tightening slightly against the desk’s edge as if she were gripping an old memory. "But the more I tried, the better she got. I couldn’t match her, and no matter how hard I pushed, I was always second."

Damon turned to face her fully, careful to keep his expression open, nonjudgmental, inviting.

you do?" he asked gently, then added after a brief pause that felt intentional, "Don’t worry, I won’t

second, searching his face for condemnation, and when she

research as mine," she admitted quietly.

the full truth, not yet, but enough. Enough to show motive. Enough to confirm

even understandable. "You were trying to survive in her shadow." He held her gaze firmly.

him like he had just offered her sanctuary, like he had just chosen her over the ghost of comparison she’d been

slightly, her tone shifting into

created distance, and distance would

replied easily.

smile widened just a fraction more, and in that moment, he knew he had her exactly where Seraphine

night, alone in his room, the mask slipped from his face. The softness disappeared, and the

the conversation in his mind once, then twice, before sending the recording directly

immediately. That alone told him she was listening carefully, dissecting every word, every tone shift, every pause. A few minutes later,

Seraphine listened to the recording with quiet satisfaction, her expression unreadable but her mind racing ahead of the present moment.

had admitted theft, and shown insecurity. All of it would be useful later,

moved swiftly across the screen as she

closely. I’m sure there are other men. Also, I never checked, but if Bryan isn’t mine, anything can happen. When Ravyn returns, try to get a secret DNA test done. I have to be sure before

jaw tightening

DNA result revealed would not just be information. It would determine the severity of what came

I

Seraphine smiled faintly, though there was no