Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 155 – Alpha boy toy

No one noticed the exact moment Bryan slipped out of the car and made his way over, his small steps unsteady but determined, until suddenly his arms were wrapped tightly around Seraphine’s legs, holding on like she was the only thing keeping him grounded.

It wasn’t the movement that caught her attention, though, it was his voice, soft and fragile, carrying a familiarity that hit her straight in the chest.

She looked down almost instantly.

Bryan was staring up at her, his wide eyes filled with something she hadn’t seen in a long time, something painfully close to hope, and it stirred emotions she had tried so hard to bury.

"Mommy," he said again, his voice trembling just a little as he held on tighter. "Bryan has been bad. You can punish me, but I’m sorry. Can you make me pancakes?"

The words landed heavier than they should have, simple and innocent, but loaded with guilt that didn’t belong on a child’s shoulders.

Behind them, near the car, Corvine stood frozen for a second before his composure cracked, his eyes glossing over as emotion crept in despite his effort to stay detached. He wasn’t the only one affected. Seraphine blinked slowly, a tear slipping free before she brushed it away quickly, as if acknowledging it would weaken her resolve.

"Fine," she said, her voice steady even though her chest felt tight. "I’ll make you pancakes." She paused just long enough to draw a line where it needed to be. "But I’m not your mommy anymore."

She expected that to make him let go, expected him to loosen his grip and step back, but instead, Bryan held on even tighter, his small fingers clutching at her like he was afraid she might disappear if he didn’t.

"No," he said softly, shaking his head. "You are my mommy."

as she tried to take a step forward, but Bryan refused to release her, his hold stubborn despite how weak he looked. Before the moment

gently, crouching slightly so he was closer to

and tired but still there. "Uncle Corvine," he said, his voice

"No," he replied, shaking his head lightly. "Knowing you did something wrong is enough. I don’t think Seraphine

That finally worked.

the moment he tried to stand on his own, his body betrayed

collapse, Seraphine reacted on instinct, catching him immediately and lifting him into

him

to figure out what was wrong.

air. "Leaving a child like this, malnourished and dehydrated. Do

defend himself, his voice quieter than it had ever been. "He refused to eat,"

lingered for a moment longer, her disappointment clear, before she turned away from him completely, moving Bryan slightly in her arms as she carried him

compound, but Ravyn didn’t get the same treatment. Just as he took a step forward to follow, the gate closed right in front of him with a finality that made it clear where

to help Bryan doesn’t mean she’s

stopped where he was, staring at the closed gate for a moment before stepping back slowly, accepting it without argument. He returned to his car and settled in for the night, the discomfort of it insignificant compared to the one thing

going to be

his thoughts, Ravyn leaned back, staring into the darkness as memories crept in whether he wanted them to or not. Back when Seraphine had still been his Luna, everything had felt stable, almost effortless, because she

got sick, Ravyn had never felt this kind of pressure, never felt this fear,