Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 106 – Ravyn, you are not going to stop me

"This is becoming too much," Gray finally said as the shock that had frozen him in place began to loosen its grip on his body, although his voice still carried the tremor of a man who knew he had walked straight into a nightmare he could not escape.

Riven nodded weakly beside him, his face pale and slick with sweat as the pain from his injuries continued to pulse through his body in brutal waves that made it difficult to think clearly.

"Yes, Voren, this is too much," he agreed, his breathing uneven as he tried to steady himself. "Our only mistake was trying to take Seraphine’s life in this club. We should have handled it somewhere else where it would have been cleaner and easier to control."

The moment those words left Riven’s mouth, a heavy silence fell over the room, and something in Voren’s expression darkened in a way that made the tension instantly thicker.

Why had that single sentence affected Voren so strongly?

The answer did not take long to surface in Riven’s mind.

It had to be about the money.

Seraphine held enormous investments from countless powerful figures, including several men within the Alpha circle itself, and Voren was no exception to that reality.

If Seraphine died before those investments matured, then the money tied up with her could easily disappear into chaos, and Voren would lose the returns he had been counting on.

From a purely financial perspective, Seraphine’s death at the wrong time could create a storm of consequences that none of them wanted to deal with.

Voren let out a dry, humorless laugh as he looked down at them with eyes that carried nothing but cold contempt.

his voice sharp enough to slice through the room like a blade, "or did you simply

of that stare, the confidence

to the hospital, Voren," Riven said desperately, his voice turning into a strained plea as another surge of pain ran through his injured body. "The pain

not respond to that request with even the

up the sword lying beside him, the polished blade catching the light as he lifted

are ready, let me know," Voren said in a tone that sounded almost casual despite the horrifying implications behind his words. "Until then, no

moved closer to Riven as Voren stood watching them, and the two men leaned toward each other as they spoke in low, urgent whispers that they hoped would not

tight as he forced himself to say the words out loud. "We can have prosthetics fitted later,

for a moment as he considered the suggestion, the weight of the decision pressing down on him

of his life missing a limb filled him with dread, but the

intention of spending the rest of his days confined to a wheelchair or leaning on

several long seconds, Riven finally

however, he made a promise to himself that burned like fire deep in

pay for everything that

drop of blood, every piece of pain would eventually find its way back

and although his voice tried to sound steady, the fear underneath it

slow breath that sounded almost

raising the sword slightly. "Stretch

heart slam violently against his ribs as the

he tell his pack when they saw him like