Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 252 – He’s so ‘hot.’

Seraphine could feel the weight that had come down across his back. She could feel him absorbing it, holding it up, refusing to let it crush down any further.

Then she heard it.

A sound that made her stomach drop.

The low, awful crack of bone. It moved through him and she felt it more than heard it, the way a sound can go through a person when they are too close. His wolf was right at the surface, pushing forward, the animal trying to take over to handle what the man was carrying.

Shouts came from everywhere at once. The warriors converged fast and she felt the weight lift as several of them got underneath the tree and rolled it clear.

Voren stayed where he was for a breath longer than necessary.

Then he pulled back just enough to look down at her. Rain ran off his jaw and dropped onto her cheek. His eyes moved across her face fast, checking.

"Are you alright?"

She opened her mouth to answer.

And then a fourth presence arrived.

She felt it before she saw it. The ground vibrated slightly with the weight of something large moving at full speed. A werewolf cleared the last stretch and landed nearby and the shift happened mid-motion, fast and practiced, the wolf folding back into a man in the space of a breath.

Ravyn stood there in the rain.

chest was heaving. His eyes were wild in the way they get when fear runs ahead of the body and the body is still catching

"Voren, Sera—"

And then he stopped.

his chest and his throat. His eyes dropped to

ground. Ravyn stood in the rain, his emotions

an emergency clothe toward Ravyn. It was soaked through before he even

eyes were

on her back in the mud and Voren was directly above her, both of them completely drenched, the rain hammering down on

to push himself off and away from her,

the kind of sound a person makes when pain catches them completely off guard. He went stiff, everything locking

"Ouch—"

meant she had already switched into doctor mode and her brain

took a step forward, hands out, ready to

even looking at them. "Nobody touch him. He could have a broken bone.

The warriors pulled back.

few feet away and let out a breath he didn’t realize he had been holding since he crossed that gate. Something loosened in his chest. The image

now. The tree. The dent crushed into the top of the car on Seraphine’s side. The mud. The way Voren’s body was angled, protective,

not what it had

enough to something serious, and

everyone’s attention back down. "Look

had a way of stripping the armor off a person whether they wanted it to or not, and right now he looked almost vulnerable, his jaw tight, his gaze locked onto her like she was the only steady thing

you move your

from his hair down to his face and

move out from under you and as soon as I’m clear, I’ll help reset your bone. Can you