Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 249 - Then bring back my daughter

The timing of it had been practical, nothing more. Bryan’s hunger had announced itself somewhere between walking through the hospital entrance and the first ward, and Seraphine had looked at Damon with the quiet, wordless appeal of a mother who was trying to be in two places at once and needed someone she trusted to handle the second one.

Damon had gone without complaint, and the arrangement had been simple enough: Voren would drop him at the packhouse, Damon would collect his own car, and he’d bring Bryan back once the boy had eaten something. Clean, easy, sorted.

Voren had returned to the hospital expecting to find things roughly as he’d left them.

What he found instead was Seraphine’s voice, sharp, strained, carrying Damon’s name, and the specific quality of that voice told him everything before he’d fully cleared the doorway.

Inside his mind, Bloodfang had already made his assessment. ’He has to die.’

The thought arrived with a clarity that left no room for interpretation, and Voren’s body moved before the rational part of him had finished processing the scene.

Voren crossed the floor and hit Ravyn in the face, and this punch had nothing measured about it. It landed with the full, unfiltered weight of everything Bloodfang had decided in the half second before it happened, and it was considerably heavier than what Daisy had received out on the track.

Ravyn’s head snapped back. He staggered, one hand coming up to his jaw and staying there, pressing against the pain while his wolf worked furiously to repair what it could.

The healing came but it took a moment, and in that moment, he stood there with his eyes glassy and his jaw throbbing and looked at Voren like he was trying to remember where he was.

"Voren." His voice came out rough, disbelieving. "What have you done?"

It was a violation. Any Alpha in any territory understood that attacking another on their own pack grounds wasn’t just a breach of manners.

It was an offense that carried real consequences when it was crossed and yet, Voren felt absolutely nothing about it that resembled regret.

I supposed to just stand there

final declaration. ’You need to

she had brought into

words came out sounding exactly as hollow as

voice came out loud and raw and absolute, the kind of sound

the bottles still waiting to be administered, hit the floor and shattered, glass and liquid spreading across the linoleum in a sharp, ringing cascade, and Seraphine was

done here." She removed her doctor coat and threw it on the floor, revealing the training attire

ward at a near jog, his face arranged into the alert, professionally neutral expression

the room. Voren standing with that particular stillness, Ravyn holding his jaw, Seraphine moving toward the exit, and he required a moment to reconcile what he was seeing

voice came out carefully.

wall and landed on Daisy, pale and unmoving against the pillow, and something changed in his expression, concern settling

He moved toward her. "What happened

like the involuntary acknowledgment of something that would have been funny under any other set of circumstances, and then the

felt more urgent than anything else, and now the remaining vials were in pieces on the floor and she was walking out and the whole morning felt like something

key finally finding the right lock, slow, and then all at once, and then impossibly, infuriatingly clear. He watched her go and understood, in that precise moment, every

His voice had changed entirely. The authority was gone out of it, and what was left

She didn’t answer him.

reached the entrance and

dawn. The wind moved through the trees in long, leaning gusts, bending the branches at uncomfortable angles, and the rain was already coming

low, continuous rumble that felt less like weather

shoulder, and the offer