Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 269 - Too bad for all of us, Seraphine’s still breathing

Chapter 269 - Too bad for all of us, Seraphine’s still breathing

Damon stood in the middle of the pack house training ground, the low hum of tired wolves still hanging in the air. The centenary pack never really slept easy after a storm like what happened a few hours ago.

"We pick this back up at four in the morning," he told them, voice steady. "Keep going till Seraphine’s confirmed gone for good."

He rubbed the back of his neck, already thinking about crashing into his bed. The moment he got the chance to do so, his phone lit up. Seraphine’s name flashed across the screen.

He answered fast, listened close to every word she gave him, then hung up. The second he stepped out of his room, he nearly collided with Ravyn slipping out of Bryan’s door down the hall.

Ravyn froze for a split second, eyes narrowing just a touch. Damon forced an easy grin and shrugged like it was no big deal. "Heading out for patrol too? We could run it together."

He was fishing, testing the waters, mind already turning toward how he could corner Raul without raising too many flags.

Ravyn opened his mouth to answer when Daisy came around the corner looking like death warmed over. Sweat slicked her forehead, her skin pale and clammy. She swayed a little on her feet, one hand pressed against the wall to steady herself.

voice heavy with worry.

quick nod, watching as Ravyn carried Daisy to his room. Damon turned and headed out fast, grabbing

place sat tucked back like most of the regular wolves’ homes, a squat two-bedroom bunker half-buried in the

walked up, and twisted the knob. The door swung open

moans drifted out from the living room. Damon’s jaw tightened. "Raul," he called out, loud enough to cut through the

the sofa, eyes flying wide. The girl whipped her head around,

Damon

twice. She yanked her clothes back into place with shaking hands and bolted past

crossed the room in two strides and drove his fist straight into Raul’s jaw. The guy stumbled backward and crashed onto the sofa cushions, hand flying up to his face.

and right, and this is how you spend your nights?" Damon growled. "Messing around with omegas. I’ll make sure to mention it

He sat up straighter, panic clear in the way his hands clenched the fabric beneath him. "No, no—Beta Damon, please. Don’t say anything to

had him this scared. Damon could see it plain as day. Raul’s eyes kept darting

look terrified," Damon noted, tilting his head. "Funny, since you had balls enough to hire rogue assassins

mind raced behind his eyes, and Damon could practically smell the sudden spike of worry rolling off him. The rogues couldn’t have talked. No