Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 200 – Get back together with your ex-wife

Daisy’s eyes flickered with something dangerously close to panic, her gaze moving quickly before settling on Damon as if silently begging him to step in, to say something, anything that would steer this conversation away from a direction she clearly wasn’t prepared to face.

And Damon understood immediately.

Not just the fear in her eyes, but the unspoken line he wasn’t supposed to cross.

Seraphine had made that clear.

Daisy wasn’t to be exposed now, not until Ravyn had experienced even a fraction of the pain Seraphine had gone through. So Damon moved spoke smoothly, naturally.

"Ravyn," he said, his tone calm, almost casual despite the tension lingering in the room, "Bryan is here."

That alone was enough to steer things slightly, but he didn’t stop there.

"And it’s obvious Daisy hasn’t been practicing for a while," he continued, his words measured, carefully neutral. "If anything, she’d need proper training before getting anywhere near a patient."

The implication was clear without being direct, and for a moment, it seemed like Ravyn might press further anyway but Damon didn’t give him the chance.

"I know it’s not really my place to ask this," he added, pivoting effortlessly, his tone carrying just enough curiosity to feel natural, "but I’ve been wondering... when are you planning to make her Luna?"

The question landed differently.

Ravyn stiffened almost immediately, the alteration in his posture subtle but unmistakable as the word Luna settled into the space between them.

Because that wasn’t a simple question. It wasn’t just about a title, but comparison, and whether he liked it or not, his mind went there instantly.

Was Daisy capable of replacing Seraphine?

but in the eyes of the pack, there was a undeniable gap too wide, that couldn’t be ignored

had been everything. Efficient, composed, devoted, not just to the pack, but to him in

as if that love had vanished completely,

on right now," Ravyn said at last, brushing the question aside, though the weight of it lingered beneath his

his gaze sharpening slightly, "why you never looked into it before since this isn’t the first time something like

something like shame flickering across his face before he could fully mask it, his

back then," he replied, though the words didn’t sound as solid as he

the restraint he had been maintaining slipping just enough to show. "You’re calling your

than he meant it to, carrying emotion he hadn’t

moment, silence hung heavy between them. "Look," Ravyn said, exhaling slowly, his tone loosening into something more controlled, "I’ve made mistakes. I

a pause before he

you have to do to make sure she helps us get the

doesn’t want to stay in the pack house, arrange

already thinking ahead. "A hotel nearby might be better," he suggested, though he

immediately, his

didn’t fully agree, because he understood something Ravyn either didn’t, or refused

want to

both options," Damon said after a moment. "A house within the

smooth on the surface

redecorate my former house for her," she suggested, her tone almost thoughtful, almost

quiet, deliberate reminder, and a way

the idea in a way he didn’t fully examine but even he knew how that

finally, his tone neutral. "The two of you aren’t exactly on

Damon replied quickly, stepping in again before the conversation sped somewhere

expression tightened, the bitterness returning before she could

voice carrying a hint of protest.

gaze snapped toward her, sharp and unimpressed. "Am I invisible to you, Daisy?" he asked