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?

gap too wide, that couldn’t be ignored no matter how much

just to the pack, but to him in a way

it was as if that love had vanished completely, leaving behind no

last, brushing the question aside, though the weight of it lingered beneath his tone. "Let’s focus on finding out

easily. "I’m just wondering," he said slowly, his gaze sharpening slightly, "why

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

replied, though the words didn’t sound as solid as

the restraint he had been maintaining slipping

he meant it to, carrying emotion he hadn’t intended to reveal, but it was too late to take

said, exhaling slowly, his tone loosening into something

pause before he continued, his voice tightening

her cooperation. Keep things stable. Do whatever you have to do to make sure

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

hotel nearby might be better," he suggested, though he

his

he also didn’t fully agree, because he understood

wouldn’t want to

a moment. "A house within the pack territory, and

in, smooth on the

could redecorate my former house for her,"

a quiet, deliberate reminder, and a way of drawing

in a way

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

works," Damon replied quickly, stepping in again before the conversation sped somewhere unnecessary. "I’ll stay there

expression tightened, the bitterness returning

a hint of

you, Daisy?" he asked flatly, the edge