Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 352: No woman deserves to be treated like...

"I’ve already thought about it," Voren said, his voice calm but edged with steel that cut through the room like a blade.

His parents went dead silent right away. He pushed up from the sofa and stood tall, looking from one to the other with clear disappointment burning in his eyes. "And this is my verdict."

The air in the room seemed to drop ten degrees, turning thick and heavy.

"No woman deserves to be treated like some kind of outcast just because she wouldn’t dance to her husband’s disgusting tune," he continued, his gaze locking hard onto his mother. "If this pack doesn’t want her, then fine. We’ll build our own pack."

Neither Oriana nor Vladimir said a word. For the first time, they truly got it. This wasn’t some discussion they could talk their way out of. Voren had already made up his mind, and nothing they said was going to change it.

His expression hardened even more. "And since you two are so obsessed with what the Alpha Code supposedly allows, let’s really think this through." A bitter smile twisted across his lips. "If I walk away, I take every single resource I personally poured into this pack with me."

The words landed like a hammer. Everyone in that room knew well how much of the pack’s strength, wealth, and power came straight from him—the businesses, the investments, the infrastructure, the training facilities, the medical programs. He’d funded most of it himself. Without those things, the pack would crumble in ways they didn’t even want to admit out loud.

Voren folded his arms across his chest, staring them down. "And since you respect the Alpha Code so much, why don’t you two just marry Athaliah yourselves?"

His parents gaped at him, the sarcasm hitting them square in the face. Before either could scramble for a response, Voren turned sharply and headed straight for the elevator. As far as he was concerned, this conversation was over.

The elevator doors slid open smoothly. Right before stepping in, he paused, a fresh thought hitting him. He turned back around slowly.

His parents looked up with a flicker of hope in their eyes, but it died instantly when they saw his face—completely serious, no humor, no hesitation, and zero room left for negotiation.

echoing through the stunned silence. "You can

Vladimir’s jaw clenched so

thing they saw was their son’s cold, unyielding expression. Then he was

took less than a minute, but it felt like it stretched on forever. By the time he stepped into his private suite, the anger was still simmering hot under his

bathroom, stripped down, and stepped under the icy blast of the shower. Cold water poured over his head and shoulders, washing away the grime of travel but barely touching the

hands against the tiled wall, jaw locked tight. It was always

him with sympathy and advice. But now that he’d finally found real happiness with

being Ravyn’s ex-wife automatically make her damaged goods in their eyes? Why did people act like she carried some permanent stain just because another man had been too blind and selfish to appreciate

Any pack would be lucky to have her. But some narrow-minded fools

inside, growling with raw possessiveness, fierce protectiveness, and burning anger. ’If

to his wolf. The cold water kept pounding down on him until some of the tension finally started to bleed away. Not all of

got dressed. He’d barely pulled on a clean shirt when his father’s voice pushed into his mind through the mins link. ’Voren. Come back. Let’s

to support the wedding, there’s nothing left

’Voren—’

cut the connection before she could finish and blocked the link entirely. The sudden, beautiful silence that followed felt like a relief. For the next

The second he opened it, though, he stopped short. His father was standing right there in the hallway, looking worn out and

to

let out a heavy

Vladimir stepped closer, exhaustion etched across his face. "Have you

question almost made Voren laugh bitterly. "Have you agreed to

answer he needed. The older man shook his