Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 357: If you know something, tell me

Voren didn’t waste a single second. The moment Seraphine went completely limp in his arms, he scooped her up gently and carried her straight back into the bedroom.

Deep concern was etched all over his face as he moved, and every few seconds his eyes would drift down to her peaceful sleeping form, like he needed that constant reassurance she was still breathing normally.

He laid her down on the bed with the utmost care, then brushed away a few strands of hair that had fallen across her face. After that, he grabbed a clean towel from the bathroom, soaked it in cool water, and came back to gently wipe her face clean.

His movements were slow and incredibly patient as he dabbed away the traces of tears around her eyes, cleaned her hands, and tucked the blanket snugly around her body.

The whole time, the shaman leaned back quietly on her chair, watching everything with a soft, knowing smile that grew wider the longer she observed. The sight clearly warmed her heart.

Eventually, she folded her arms and spoke up. "I was worried I’d have to stay behind and take care of her myself."

Voren barely glanced up, his focus still locked completely on Seraphine. The shaman chuckled softly. "But from what I’m seeing, that won’t be necessary."

Only then did he finally look over at her. "How long is she supposed to be like this?" The heavy worry in his voice was impossible to miss.

The older woman thought for a moment, her brows knitting together. "By this time tomorrow, she should be awake."

Voren sat up straighter immediately, his eyes widening in disbelief. "Tomorrow?"

The shaman nodded calmly. "Approximately twenty-four hours."

Twenty-four hours sounded like an absolute eternity to him, especially right now, knowing Seraphine was lying there reliving memories she’d lost years ago.

The shaman seemed to sense his unease and softened her tone. "It’s been a long time. The spell has been attached to her mind for years. Her body needs time to fully accept the countermeasure she drank."

Voren looked back down at Seraphine, and a wave of relief slowly started pushing some of his worry aside. At least there was finally a real solution.

pieces, no more frustrating unanswered questions. Just thinking about it made the last few chaotic days feel

shaman added, her

snapped

not

fresh concern. "Why?" It wasn’t as if he wanted to but just for caution’s

fear, or deep pain, her body may react as though those events are happening all over

his chest. The shaman continued, her voice steady but grave. "She may become frightened. She may cry. She may become angry." Her eyes darkened with warning. "If the memories are violent enough, she could even turn

to Seraphine, a fierce wave of protectiveness

could wait. The pack could wait. His parents could definitely wait. For the next

"Good." She started toward the door, then

Voren raised an eyebrow.

the kitchen. "You should

showed plainly on

sparkling with amusement. "The counter spell will drain an enormous amount of energy. When

broke across Voren’s face.

was what Seraphine needed, he had that

loved his breakfast before, and just remembering that moment made unexpected warmth bloom

the change in his expression and tilted her head

pulled his full attention

a strange little smile playing

a freight train. For a second, Voren genuinely forgot how to form words. Of all the things she could’ve asked, that one blindsided

only resolved our differences a few days ago. And then..." His embarrassment deepened as he rubbed the back of his neck. "...it was already that time

especially while talking to someone old enough to be

to hold himself from a woman he so

her energy is unusual." She looked toward Seraphine. "Her spiritual energy resembles that of a woman who has never shared that level of intimacy