Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 103 – Let’s get ready for her funeral

Gray and Riven were still riding the high from their little scheme, both of them leaning back in their chairs with wide, satisfied grins plastered across their faces when the waiter finally came back.

The man looked tense, almost like his nerves had been stretched too tight, yet he still forced himself to walk over to their table.

"She drank it," the waiter said quietly, his voice trembling with excitement and fear at the same time. "My money."

Riven didn’t even hesitate. He reached into his wallet, pulled out a thick wad of cash, and stuffed it into the waiter’s hands without bothering to count the bills. The movement came with a smug smile, the kind that carried a sense of victory.

"I hope nobody saw anything," Riven said under his breath, his eyes narrowing as he studied the man in front of him.

The waiter’s throat tightened instantly.

Voren Ashkael had seen him.

The memory alone made his stomach twist into a tight knot, and the weight of the cash in his hand suddenly felt like something far heavier than paper. Panic flickered across his face, though he tried his best to keep it hidden.

"No, no," he said quickly, shaking his head in a rush as he clutched the money. "Nobody saw."

Without waiting another second, he turned and hurried away from their table, his steps almost stumbling over themselves as he made his escape. Every instinct inside him screamed that he needed to get out before things turned ugly, because once chaos began in a place like this, nobody ever walked away clean.

Back at the table, Gray leaned back in his chair with a satisfied breath.

"We taught that bitch a lesson," he said with cold approval, his voice heavy with cruel satisfaction. "In her next life, she’ll know where she belongs."

Riven nodded immediately, his expression just as vicious.

"Ravyn would be proud of us," he added with a low chuckle. "That woman has caused him nothing but trouble since she showed up, and now she’s finally getting what she deserves."

raised his glass in mock celebration.

still playing in the background and the low hum of conversation filling the club, yet

shout ripped through the

here in this club?" a voice yelled, loud and panicked enough

and Riven

was Justin Clark, a human who usually kept to himself and rarely spoke to anyone unless it was absolutely necessary. The fact that he was

climbing higher with fear. "If

chairman handles this," Justin added with a frustrated shake of

Riven’s ears, the smug smiles that had

stomachs dropped. If Voren found out what they

They would be finished.

to Riven, his voice low and tight. "Pretend you know nothing,"

tension in his shoulders suddenly obvious as both men

and there so nobody would suspect

the door when the voice they had been dreading

slammed through the air like

Alpha’s voice, even in the middle of a crowded place full

a second.

the exit with everything they had, their feet pounding against the floor as adrenaline surged through their

into the back of their heads. Glass exploded, bright liquid splashed everywhere as bottles shattered against them, spraying the floor with streaks of

the mess chaotic than anyone

stood several feet away with another bottle already in his hand, his expression cold and terrifyingly focused as he grabbed more liquor bottles from a nearby shelf and

impact sent more glass

collapsed in a heap near the exit, completely unconscious as the last shattered bottle rolled across

made of broken glass and spilled liquor, yet Voren didn’t care

his boots, he grabbed one of the men by the leg and began dragging him across the floor like dead

room had gone silent, and nobody dared

doctor?" Gordon asked cautiously from the side, clearly unsure how far this

head. The gesture alone was enough to silence the