Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 113 - Something every she-wolf in the city goes through

Seraphine closed her eyes and concentrated on slowing the rhythm of her breathing, forcing each inhale and exhale into a steady pattern while hoping that sleep would eventually carry her far enough away from the pain for her body to recover even a small amount of strength.

If she could remain asleep through most of it, perhaps the worst part would pass without completely breaking her.

Allowing herself to stay asleep for nearly three full days would definitely leave consequences behind, especially when she considered everything waiting for her attention, from her investments in the stock market to the cyber contracts she managed through her network, not to mention the growing demands of MindNest and the responsibilities tied to her work at the hospital, yet despite the risks to all of those commitments she could not see any other path forward.

The pain was simply unbearable.

By the time the third day arrived, the discomfort had grown so severe that even the short moments when she forced herself awake long enough to eat became a test of endurance, because the sharp cramps twisting through her body struck with a relentless intensity that made her teeth clamp together while her fingers tightened around the edge of the mattress.

Each breath felt heavy, each movement felt worse.

Nessa remained nearby during those brief moments when Seraphine woke from sleep, quietly supporting her through the worst of it by offering gentle reassurance while handing her water and small portions of food that were easy enough for her to swallow despite the constant ache pulsing through her body.

"The worst part always comes at the end," Nessa explained softly one afternoon while watching Seraphine struggle to push herself upright against the pillows, her voice calm and steady in the way of someone who had seen this cycle many times before. "Once that final wave passes, your body will finally start calming down."

Seraphine managed a weak nod even though exhaustion already dragged heavily at her eyelids.

closed eyes as she prepared to

the floor reached her ears even though she did not bother lifting her head

annoyance and reluctance. "I already told him you’re not feeling well, but he refuses to drop the matter and insists that I connect the call so he

fog of exhaustion clouding her mind, because hearing Voren’s name stirred an immediate mixture of annoyance and sharp awareness that cut straight through the haze surrounding

of the wolfsbane poisoning rose like a shadow she

kill her, slipped wolfsbane

demanded consequences, and Seraphine had no

him I’ll meet him at his office tomorrow," she murmured

sink deeper beneath the blankets, confusion flashing briefly across his face while he tried to understand what kind of business Seraphine could possibly have with Voren under

Leon had briefly mentioned something about poisoning during their earlier conversation, which only made

words received nothing more

fine by tomorrow," Nessa said, adding, "and you won’t even know something like this happened. That’s the

claimed her again almost immediately, dragging her back into

better option, Corvine stepped outside

you tomorrow at your office," he explained once the connection

the message,