Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 170 – Who your ex-husband is to me

Seraphine turned toward the sound, her gaze meeting Voren’s through the glass as Corvine lowered the window, and almost immediately, something felt off.

He looked different from the day before.

Not just in appearance, but in the way he carried himself, the coldness in his eyes sharper, heavier, like something had changed overnight.

The difference between yesterday and today was impossible to ignore, and Seraphine noticed it the second her eyes settled on Voren.

The day before, he had been dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, carrying himself with that polished, controlled presence that made him look every bit like a man who belonged behind a desk making powerful decisions, but today, everything about him felt stripped down and raw, from the fitted jeans to the sleeveless shirt that exposed the strength in his arms, down to the boots that made him look like he had just stepped out of the training grounds instead of an office.

It reminded her of the pack, of how things used to be.

And just from the way he looked, she could already tell he hadn’t been anywhere near his office that morning.

Before she could say anything, Kael’s voice drifted over as he spoke to Corvine, clearly explaining something that Seraphine quickly realized was meant to justify Voren’s mood.

"Alpha has been here since early this morning because he has something important to handle," Kael said, his tone steady but carrying a subtle warning. "You arrived and stayed in the car for fifteen minutes, doing something I honestly can’t explain."

Seraphine felt a flicker of guilt settle in her chest as Corvine immediately stepped in to smooth things over.

"Sorry about that," Corvine said, his voice sincere. "Seraphine has been dealing with a lot, and she barely slept last night."

That explanation seemed to reach Voren, because although he didn’t say much at first, something in his expression eased just slightly before he turned and said, "Follow me."

His pace was fast, almost demanding, forcing Seraphine to move quickly just to keep up with him, her steps turning into a light jog before she finally caught up at his side.

"I heard you’re good with knives," he said once she was close enough, his tone casual but his eyes sharp.

Seraphine raised a brow, caught off guard by the statement. "And how exactly would you know that?"

briefly, something almost amused flickering in his gaze. "Did you forget who your

of a second before she

already knowing where

had been discussing her like that still

skilled enough with combat and knives that you use it

in her chest wasn’t something she trusted

they reached the training room, her attention was

it wasn’t the sound

It was knives.

air in rapid succession, hitting their targets with sharp, controlled impact, the rhythm almost hypnotic as multiple people trained at

just stood

else. The knives. They weren’t what she

had special ones delivered," Voren said, as if reading her thoughts. "They’re lighter than standard throwing knives, so you’ll need to adjust your control if you want your accuracy to stay

picked one up, turning it in her

too light. "Why can’t I just use regular throwing knives?" she asked,

date," he said, his tone edged with mild frustration.

reminder hit her harder than

that something that basic had completely slipped her mind, and as much as she hated to admit it,

were

gaze drifted slightly as he asked, "What vitamins are you taking right

caught her off guard completely, and the confusion showed clearly on her face as she frowned

his tone flattening as a hint of disapproval slipped through. "If you’re not staying within the pack, you

a little closer, his voice lowering just enough to make the words

I’ve seen, doctors are usually the worst at that,

he had already stepped back, putting distance between them

"Everyone, stop."

strong and commanding, and instantly, the sound of knives hitting targets came to a halt as everyone stepped aside, clearing space for Seraphine

eyes turned to