Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Voren exhaled, relief flooding through him. ”Can you do it by tomorrow? You can use the company or anything to have a meeting with her and slip it in.”

Corvine smiled, a slow, calculating thing. ”I think I have an idea. Our members from the city have requested to arrive tomorrow, and my parents want to join the pack too. I’ll speak with her.”

”I knew I could trust you.” A satisfied smile curved Voren’s lips.

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That night, Voren did not forget to take advantage of his wife’s permission.

He made love to her in the gentlest way, every touch reverent, every kiss a whispered promise. His hands traced the curves of her body like he was memorizing her, worshipping her, afraid she might disappear if he held on too tight.

Seraphine’s response confirmed everything he needed to know. She wanted this. Wanted him. Her body arched beneath his, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her breath coming in soft, broken gasps that drove him to the edge of madness.

By the time he was done, she was a trembling mess in his arms, her cheeks flushed from satisfied sex, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure.

”Thank you,” she murmured, her voice thick and drowsy.

She snuggled into him, her head finding the hollow of his shoulder, her body fitting against his like a missing piece. Voren smiled, his arm wrapping around her, pulling her closer.

He should be the one thanking her.

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The next day, Voren rose early for training.

Seraphine didn’t trade. Didn’t take on any hacking jobs. Instead, she spent the day at the hospital and the lab, ensuring everyone was in good health to attend the Blood Moon Festival.

No one would be working that day, but should there be injuries, doctors and nurses would have to make themselves available.

Voren had allowed Corvine to handle pack training even when he was present. But after it was over, Voren took over the leaders’ training himself. Every leader with the exception of Seraphine was present, pushing their bodies to the limit under his watchful eye.

Corvine didn’t return to his suite to shower.

Instead, he made his way to the lab, his footsteps echoing against the stone floor. When he found Seraphine there, hunched over a microscope, he paused in the doorway.

”Corvine.” She removed her goggles, surprise flickering across her features. ”What brings you here?”

He smiled, stepping inside. ”I wanted to inform you that our pack members in the city will be arriving today. I already sent them a chopper and had the deputy CEO inform HR to give them a week’s leave. I told her it was for the planned vacation in their appointment letters.”

Seraphine smiled, warmth softening her features. ”You didn’t have to tell me that.”

”Well, you’re still my boss and queen.” He walked toward her, his gaze landing on the transparent liquids arranged before her. ”What are all these?”

She shrugged, a hint of mischief in her eyes. ”You won’t understand even if I tell you.”

Corvine smirked, but his expression changed, growing more serious. He leaned against the counter, studying her with the kind of focus that came from years of reading people.

”Alright. I’ll take my leave now.” He paused, his voice dropping. ”But I’m curious. Those Alphas want Voren’s blood. How are you going to handle it?”

Seraphine’s hands stilled over the equipment. ”Do you need my help?”

His question was tactical, carefully worded, designed to slip past her defenses. And the look in his eyes said he knew exactly what he was doing.