Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 215

Chapter 215 – I want her

Ravyn lingered at the entrance of the lab longer than he intended, the sound of Bryan’s laughter wrapping around him in a way that felt unfamiliar, almost unsettling, because it carried a kind of carefree joy he hadn’t heard from the boy in a very long time, if ever.

His gaze settled on Seraphine standing beside him, guiding him patiently, he couldn’t ignore the quiet realization forming in his chest that this version of Bryan, bright and unrestrained, existed so easily around her.

For a brief moment, he simply watched.

Then the laughter faded.

Not gradually, not naturally, but as if something unseen had pressed down on the moment and altered it, replacing that warmth with a low, vibrating growl that immediately tightened the air.

Ravyn’s attention snapped toward Voren, the change too obvious to ignore, his brows drawing together as concern edged into his expression. "Voren... are you alright?" he asked, his voice steady, though there was a clear note of caution beneath it.

Inside Voren’s mind, however, calm was nowhere to be found.

’I want her,’ Bloodfang’s voice rose, rough and insistent, carrying a pull that felt foreign even to Voren, something deeper than simple curiosity, something that pressed forward with unsettling certainty. ’She’s better than—’

’Enough,’ Voren cut in sharply, his jaw tightening as he forced control over his wolf. ’She’s not ours.’

’You’re wrong,’ Bloodfang pushed back without hesitation, his tone almost amused, as though he had already settled on something Voren hadn’t fully grasped yet. ’We have more in common than you think.’

That made Voren pause, if only for a second, the words settling uneasily in his mind.

’And you’re only noticing that now?’ Voren asked, his voice carrying a hint of mockery that Bloodfang found deeply irritating.

something

years he had his wolf since he turned fifteen, and yet now, his attention was locked onto Seraphine’s wolf with an intensity that felt

a pack

happened,’ Bloodfang continued, his voice lowering but

argument, even as a flicker of unease settled deeper within him. This wasn’t a mate bond so what

"Voren."

louder this time, pulling him back

responded, blinking once as he refocused, though the

closely now, clearly noticing more

something far more controlled, even if the discomfort still lingered beneath the surface. He hadn’t realized Bloodfang’s

already turning inward

shot back without hesitation, irritation threading through his voice as he added, ’you prefer your time in

respond to that, but his silence didn’t stop Bloodfang’s control, pushing his gaze toward Seraphine, and catching the

you didn’t give her wolf any

clear to her already,’

That was enough.

him, he turned toward the exit, his steps quicker than usual, his voice low but clear as he muttered, "I need some air," the words coming out more like an escape

the kind that lingered

smug certainty, clearly pleased with herself. ’His wolf likes me. Too bad he’s best friends with that

were anything but still. ’At least you’re aware of that,’ she replied evenly, refusing to give the situation more weight than necessary, even as

words resurfaced, uninvited yet impossible to

trying to

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