Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 404 - Daughter dance

"Leon," Voren called out, the corners of his lips curving up into this faint, amused grin while pure excitement lit up his eyes like fireworks. "I gotta admit, I never really liked you much before, but damn, you’re starting to grow on me. At the end of the day, nothing matters more to me than my wife’s happiness. The second this wedding wraps up, I’m transferring the deed to this yacht straight into your name."

He dropped those words so casually that for a hot second, everybody around them froze, wondering if the guy was just messing with them.

Voren just lifted his wineglass with total calm, took a smooth sip, and looked dead serious the whole time.

Right beside him, Seraphine slowly turned to stare at the man who had become her husband only moments ago. Her mouth fell open in total shock.

She scanned every inch of his face, desperately hunting for any sign that he was joking, but there wasn’t a trace. He meant every single word.

Her heart did a wild flip inside her chest.

She couldn’t hold back as she reached out toward the wineglass in his hand, but before her fingers could even brush it, Voren easily lifted it way out of reach. His deep, warm chuckle brushed right against her ear as he leaned in close.

"Easy there, Mrs. Ashkael," he whispered in that soft, affectionate voice that was just for her. "You really shouldn’t be drinking any liquor right now, especially with the chance you could already be pregnant."

Heat flooded Seraphine’s cheeks in an instant, turning her face bright red. It wasn’t just how close his lips were to her ears but the way he openly called her Mrs. Ashkael like it was the most natural thing in the world, the deep warmth pouring out of his voice, and that incredible possibility hidden in his words that sent her heart racing like crazy.

She cleared her throat, trying her best to sound confident even as the blush kept spreading across her face. "I’m a doctor. If I were pregnant, I’d know. Besides, I wasn’t close to ovulation when he got intimate."

eyebrow, pure amusement dancing all over his ridiculously handsome face. "Tell me, Doc... how

to fire back some kind of answer, but nothing

wolves over the years, but never a gifted wolf. Never anyone carrying the powerful bloodline of a black wolf. She had zero clue how

he said softly, lifting the glass again. "I’ll drink your share for you."

them, Leon stood there frozen solid. He blinked once, then twice, like his brain was struggling to catch up. Finally

Voren from Ashkael Holdings isn’t the type

around Seraphine’s waist like it belonged there. "Like I already told you," he replied smoothly, glancing at his wife with so much love

reminder stinging his pride all over again. Before he could come up with some sharp comeback, loud laughter exploded across the entire

were chuckling openly while others tried to hide their big smiles behind their glasses. Even some of the

both hands in surrender. "Fine." His lips curved into this reluctant grin. "I’ll wait until the deed is actually in my hands before I believe any of this crazy stuff." His eyes narrowed playfully. "And if I find out you

the whole damn world hears how the mighty Voren Ashkael couldn’t

worry. Without breaking eye contact,

stepped forward right away. "Yes,

can. Get the yacht transferred into

nodded without missing a beat. "It’ll be

eyes widening so much they seemed like they might actually pop out

back. He rubbed the back of his neck and finally let out this big, defeated laugh. "Alright..." He shook his head slowly. "You win this

genuine. "Congratulations, Mr. Ashkael." He stuck out his hand, then added with a huge grin, "I already sent over your wedding

Voren one last time, he smiled warmly. "And thanks for the unbelievable gift." With that, Leon