Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 62

Chapter 62 – Tell me she’s an angel

At the other end of the line, the sharpness of the message landed like a clean bullet to the chest, precise and unapologetic, and Leon found himself staring at the screen for a second longer than necessary before one brow lifted slowly in amused surprise.

He hadn’t expected that. A slow grin tugged at his mouth as he began typing back, his fingers deliberate, entertained rather than offended.

Wow, so fierce. It’s me, Leon. I thought my dad gave you my number when I got yours.

In her bedroom, Seraphine read the message and immediately felt heat crawl up her neck and settle into her cheeks, the kind of embarrassment that made her wish she could physically delete herself along with the text.

She had responded like a guarded soldier to what turned out to be a harmless civilian.

Sorry. I thought it was a wrong number, she typed quickly, her fingers moving faster than her pride could protest. But a date? We never had that agreement.

Leon leaned back slightly, reading her response again, and this time his smile deepened into something thoughtful. He could almost see her through the words.

Polite, yes. Controlled, but blunt enough to cut clean through confusion. There was no simpering hesitation in her tone, no soft fishing for validation. If anything, she sounded almost masculine in her straightforwardness.

Interesting. I can’t take you as a fake plus-one to the Sovereign Circle without knowing you, he replied smoothly. Since the next meeting is a month away, I figured we should at least meet once before then.

There was logic in that. Clean, practical, and reasonable.

Seraphine paused before responding this time, her guard lowering just a fraction.

Oh, she typed. I’ve never actually been on a date before, so I don’t really know how these things work. I was just about to sleep, so sorry if I sounded rude. Tomorrow is fine.

The honesty in her message made Leon’s chest tighten faintly in a way he didn’t expect.

casual and send your location. I’ll

sending the location. She had intended to sleep, but intention meant very little when responsibility

details about Damon’s stock movement. Timing was everything, and

blinked at

focus, the world narrowing to code,

eyes

until the quietest hours of the morning, when exhaustion finally dragged her under, that she

soon. "Come in," she muttered groggily, her voice thick with sleep and

sight

your desk?" he asked, though the evidence was painfully

hair a mess, her clothes still the same ones from the night before,

you blame me?" she said with a

Corvine would’ve teased her, maybe scolded her lightly while secretly admiring her drive, but today there was no amusement in his expression,

wrong, but he beat her to it. "I can see that," he said flatly. "When were you

then the memory

Leon.

Ten a.m.

Fake plus-one.

Her phone.

fast it nearly slipped from her hand, and when the

calls, multiple messages. Checking the

over. "I completely forgot. He only texted last night that we should get to know each other before our

toward the shower as she spoke, panic replacing sleepiness

Corvine added stiffly, "he’s been here

apologetic smile that was far too

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