Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 226 — What the fuck is going on here?

The headlights cut right through the tree line, and the rogues took that as their invitation. Voren wasn’t rattled though, if anything, he was almost relieved.

Bloodfang had been coiled up and restless inside him for too long, longing so desperately for blood, and now here was somewhere to get it. Legally, even. He didn’t waste a second.

The two Alphas moved together without discussing it, the way men move when they’ve been doing something long enough that their bodies just know.

Clothes split, fabric dropped away as they shifted, their wolves came surging up through them fast and violent, muscle and bone rearranging itself before the rogues even had time to fully register what was happening.

One of them broke wide and circled toward the passenger side toward Seraphine and got maybe three steps in that direction before Bloodfang’s claws closed around the back of his neck.

There was no warning, no pause, just one clean, brutal arc, and it was done, his head separating from his body.

Across the road, Ravyn had gotten personal about the one who’d nearly scraped his car, which he handled the way Alphas handle things when they’ve stopped being impressed by resistance, which is to say efficiently and without a lot of ceremony.

The rest of the rogues watched, did the math, and decided the woods were a better option than whatever was going to happen if they stayed. They melted back into the trees almost faster than they’d come out of them.

Then it was quiet again. Just the road, the dark, and two Alphas standing in it with absolutely nothing on after shifting back to their human forms.

Ravyn looked down at what used to be a decent outfit and let out a long, colorful string of words that covered the full range of his feelings on the matter. "Fuck. I don’t have clothes in the car."

him. "Neither do

a while since they’d been caught out like this, out in the open, with no pack protocol, no emergency bag tucked under

"But Sera," Ravyn said.

Just the obvious problem, stated plainly, because neither of them had a clean answer

tightened. "Yeah.

moved to the car window and angled himself just enough to look inside without making it obvious, and what he saw genuinely stopped him in a way the rogue

phone. Completely at ease — one leg crossed, body turned slightly toward the

shop somewhere. Not parked thirty

she

interested, and Voren felt something climbing up through his chest that he absolutely was

it,’ he said inward. ’She’s

usual push. No growl, no argument. Bloodfang just... went still. Which was somehow

goddess, it was nothing like the wolf Voren had been living

’Only if you behave.’

Bloodfang said politely before adding, ’for as long as you’re

his face back into something neutral before turning back to Ravyn. In fifteen years through fights and losses and everything in between, his wolf had never

Bloodfang because of Seraphine’s wolf was something he had to investigate. If just being near her did that, then Voren was going to have to

among the packs because of her relationship with Ravyn. Every pack