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?"

almost amused flickering in his gaze. "Did

a fraction of a

she muttered, already knowing where this was

had been discussing her like that still did not feel okay with her, and the moment Voren continued, that irritation

you use it to intimidate people," Voren added, his tone unreadable.

respond, not because she didn’t have anything to say, but because the anger that rose in her

training room, her attention

time, it wasn’t the sound of

It was knives.

rapid succession, hitting their targets with sharp, controlled impact,

moment, she just stood there, taking

she noticed something else. The knives. They weren’t

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

as she picked one up, turning it in her hand as she

light. "Why can’t I just

breath, his patience thinning just a little. "Because you’re going on a date," he said, his tone edged with mild frustration. "And I don’t expect you to

reminder hit her harder than she

had been so caught up in everything else that something that basic had completely slipped her mind,

were easier to

could say anything else, Voren’s gaze drifted slightly as he asked,

confusion showed clearly on her

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

little closer, his voice lowering just enough to make

that,

even process that, he had already stepped back, putting distance between them again as if that moment of concern hadn’t

"Everyone, stop."

sound of knives hitting targets came to a halt

eyes turned to