Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 456: Chapter 456 - You won’t turn down an offer like this... will you?

A satisfied grin spread across Jaron’s face. "Let me finish this out." To anyone else, he looked exactly like the noble, respected ruler every pack looked up to. But to Voren, the whole conversation was already turning into this exhausting, draining ordeal that grated on his nerves.

"I have no plans to carry the title of Alpha King with me to my grave," Jaron went on, picking up his glass again and swirling that dark red wine slowly, almost dramatically. "You know the title wasn’t something I inherited. It was given to me out of pure respect from all the packs."

His eyes locked onto Voren’s. "When it comes to wealth and business, you’re already miles ahead of me." The compliment rolled off his tongue easy and natural. "But authority... the real authority that comes with being Alpha King blows everything else out of the water."

Voren stayed completely silent, because honestly, titles and crowns had never meant jack to him. Power wasn’t something he chased after like some desperate prize.

King Jaron must’ve taken that silence as a sign of interest, because he kept rolling. "My son Jasper claims to have already found a she-wolf who’s completely stolen his heart."

The corners of his mouth lifted in this proud-dad kind of way. "If he really decides to settle down with her, I won’t even wait for the Blood Moon Festival to name him the next Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack."

He took another sip of wine and set the glass down, letting the room get even quieter, the tension building thick in the air.

"However..." His eyes bored right into Voren’s, full of purpose. "The title of Alpha King won’t be going to Jasper."

For the first time since they’d started talking, a flicker of real curiosity crossed Voren’s face. Up until now, Jaron had been holding both titles at once. He was the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack and the Alpha King that every other pack answered to.

Now he wanted to split them apart. It didn’t take a genius to figure out why. As much as he loved his son, he wasn’t about to leave his daughter Athaliah with nothing.

voice full of that quiet, rock-solid confidence, "I’m sure you get exactly where I’m coming from." His fingers rested lightly on the sofa arm. "I’ve got to keep the power

both titles over to Jasper, what would that

answer hung there, obvious and heavy.

on this." He straightened up proudly, chest out like he was making the biggest announcement

prize any Alpha could ever dream of grabbing, the kind of power that could

widened even more as he studied Voren’s unreadable expression, searching for any

faint smile curved across Voren’s lips, but that icy coldness in his eyes stayed locked in

to that dinner party," he answered, his voice steady and even, "you should’ve figured out right then and there that I’ve got zero interest in your daughter, or that fancy title you’re dangling in front of me like some kind of

hard, no hesitation, no sugarcoating, just straight-up truth that cut through

Jaron frowned deeply, his face

than worthy of that

a careless shrug of his broad shoulders. "But with all those strings attached to it, I’m perfectly

into that heavy silence

about Voren over the years, and every single one painted the same picture: ambitious as hell, fearless to the core, the kind of man who

position any Alpha could ever dream of

his wineglass, knuckles going a little white. "You haven’t even met

that confident look

his head slowly, totally unmoved.