Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 182 – I told you she will be the end of you

The words stopped Corvine in a way nothing else had so far, catching him off guard because there was something buried deep inside Voren’s tone, something that went far beyond simple responsibility or obligation, something that sounded personal in a way that couldn’t be ignored no matter how much he tried.

"If anything happens to you, I won’t be able to answer to her," Voren said, and the mix of uncertainty and resolve in his voice made it clear that this wasn’t just about duty, wasn’t just about a mission, but something complicated that he wasn’t fully saying out loud.

For a moment, Corvine just stared at him, a strange feeling settling in his chest as realization began to creep in despite his resistance, because the more he paid attention, the harder it became to deny how much Voren actually cared about Seraphine.

He pushed the thought away almost immediately, forcing his focus back to the situation at hand because this was not the time to get distracted by emotions or assumptions that could wait until later.

Maybe Voren was only here because Seraphine had asked for help, or maybe he felt responsible after everything that had already happened, but even then, Kael’s earlier words slipped back into his mind, refusing to fade, lingering in a way that made it impossible to completely dismiss.

There was no time to dwell on it.

The elevators were completely useless now because of the disrupted signal, which left them with no choice but to take the stairs, and every level they climbed brought another wave of resistance, armed men blocking their path, forcing them to fight their way forward step by step.

By the time they finally reached the floor where Corvine knew Santiago had arranged his meeting with Seraphine, both of them were soaked in sweat, their breathing heavier, their bodies tense and ready for another confrontation waiting on the other side.

But what they found instead was silence. Not the kind that brought relief, but the kind that immediately felt wrong.

room, no movement, no

was no scenario where a man like

brief look, no words

moment they crossed the threshold, everything made sense. The guards weren’t missing. They

weapons they never got the chance to use, all of them taken out so quickly it looked like they hadn’t

Seraphine lay on the floor, completely still, her body unmoving in a way that made everything inside him

touch her, and for one split second, the world went

everything else. He didn’t think,

the next, Voren’s fist slammed into his face with brutal force, the impact sending him crashing across

through his body, his chest heaving as he struggled to recover, a low groan slipping from him

standing before him, shock spread across his face, disbelief replacing whatever

stammered, his voice unsteady, his expression tightening as recognition

raise his voice. Just a cold

weight than shouting ever could, because

tightly contained. He looked at Santiago like the outcome had already been decided, like this moment was nothing more than the final step in

knees beside Seraphine, his hands hovering over her for a brief second as if he was afraid of what he

him so hard it almost