Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever
They say seven is the number of perfection.
For Luna Seraphine, it was the number that ended her silence.
Six times, she tore the divorce papers apart, choosing love over pride, endurance over dignity, surrendering to the cruel demands of the mate who never cherished her. The seventh time, she signed her name without trembling.
Alpha Ravyn panicked.
His mistress, Daisy, the daughter of Seraphine’s former nanny, laughed it off. She’s only throwing a tantrum, they said. She’ll crawl back.
They were wrong.
The truth shattered what little remained of her heart: the child she had loved and raised for six years was never hers. That revelation became her breaking point. This time, Luna Seraphine walked away without looking back.
As her power rose, so did Ravyn’s regret.
The Alpha who once discarded her now slept outside her door, desperate for a single glance. But the woman who opened that door was no longer the Luna he broke. Cold, untouchable, unforgiving. Ravyn fell to his knees, begging for her hand, only to realize he was no longer the only one.
Men of influence and power now competed for her attention because Luna Seraphine was no longer just a Luna.
She was a world-renowned business mogul, a shadowed philanthropist.
The most sought-after surgeon of her time, and a cyber genius.
Then, a powerful, cold Alpha, one infamous for hating women, just shook the entire werewolf world and the North American billionaire elite, the Sovereign Circle, with a single tweet.
“Sera is mine. I’ll pluck out the eyes of anyone who dares to look at her.”
The internet exploded. The pack world went silent, and Ravyn… lost his mind.
But the real question is this, will he dare challenge the richest, most powerful Alpha in the world… for the ex-wife he let go?
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