Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 355: A white witch

After the call ended, Seraphine sat there for a long moment, just staring at her phone in silence. She wasn’t mad or anything like that. If anything, a quiet kind of sadness settled over her.

From the way Vladimir had spoken, it was obvious there’d been a real blow-up between him and Voren. The man had sounded pissed off, frustrated as hell, and dead set on getting his point across.

But even with all the sharp words and insults, Seraphine couldn’t bring herself to hate him. She leaned back in her chair and let out a long, soft sigh that seemed to carry the weight of the whole conversation.

If she tried to see it from his side, she could almost get where he was coming from. Parents always think they know what’s best for their kids, right? Sometimes they’re spot on, but sometimes, they’re way off base.

But deep down, she knew that such reactions at most times comes from a place of real love. At least she hoped that’s what was driving Voren’s parents.

Maybe someday they’d actually get to know her. Maybe they’d look past the fact that she used to be Ravyn’s wife and see her for who she really was, someone who loved their son with everything she had.

The thought brought a small, hopeful smile to her lips. For now, that little spark of possibility was enough to hold onto.

She pushed the heavy conversation out of her mind and stood up, focusing on something she could actually control. Food.

The mouthwatering smells of food were already drifting through the kitchen, wrapping around her like a warm hug. She took her time plating everything beautifully, setting each dish out with care on the table.

She added a bottle of wine, then hunted through the cabinets until she found some pretty decorative candles. After everything they’d been through, a romantic little candlelit dinner felt like exactly what they both needed.

placing the candles around the room, humming softly to herself, when she suddenly stopped. "Oh," she murmured, blinking as

with flickering candles suddenly felt way too much. She let out a

fresh flowers closer to the table, softening the lighting, and adding little touches here and there that made the space feel cozier and

just warm and welcoming. When she finally stepped back to look at it all, a satisfied

over her like a wave. She hadn’t even realized how tightly wound she’d been until that exact

crossing the room in a rush and

warmly, her voice muffled against his chest.

instantly souring his mood. "I didn’t leave it with him," he said, his arms tightening protectively around her

must’ve picked it up after." He pulled back just enough to look at her, his eyes filling with concern. "Did he

had already guessed. She gave him a

some of the tightness in his shoulders. Seraphine squeezed

Voren suddenly remembered. "I brought

surprised. "I almost forgot." Her gaze flicked toward the entrance. "Then she should definitely join us. There’s more than enough food

The shaman had just finished a long meditation session and was

then blinked again. Her mouth fell open, closed, then opened once more

"She’s... a shaman?" Every single image she’d ever had of

jewelry dripping with meaning, painted symbols, colorful robes, maybe even a giant staff for dramatic

wore a simple white dress, no weird markings on her skin,