Alpha's Regret Too Late to Love Me novel Chapter 5

Summer’ POV

After I made the decision to leave, I set a seven-day countdown on my phone.

Seven days.

Seven days from now, I’ll take Felix and leave this pack, leave Alpha Foster, and leave behind every painful memory tied to this place.

But before I go, there’s one thing I have to do.

I have to take back what’s mine.

So, I contacted Evelyn Sage.

She was a close friend from my law school days, and now one of the senior legal advisors in the pack.

We agreed to meet at a café on the edge of the territory. The moment I stepped inside, I spotted her in the crowd.

She sat by the window, a crisp trench coat draped over the back of her chair, her chestnut hair pinned into a perfect bun. A black coffee sat beside a thick stack of documents.

“Luna Summer,” she said, rising as she saw me.

“Evelyn.” I walked over, and she politely pulled out a chair for me, every move clean and precise.

“You look like someone who’s made up her mind,” she said after studying me for a second.

I nodded, without a hint of hesitation.

“I want to sever the mate bond.”

“Luna Summer, no wolf ever willingly walks away from Moonlake’s resources. And no Omega would choose to give up Alpha Foster.”

Her gaze sharpened.

“What happened? I thought you… used to love him.”

“I did,” I said with a bitter smile that barely touched my lips.

“That was in the past.”

She didn’t press further. Instead, she pulled a document from the stack, flipped to a few pages, and slid it toward me.

“This is the prenuptial agreement you and Foster signed. And this—” her tone remained calm and professional, “—is the current legal code regarding severance of mate bonds and property division.”

She flipped through the pages, her voice steady and clear.

“If you initiate the severance, according to both the agreement and the updated laws, you are not entitled to any shared assets.”

My fingers tensed. I asked quietly,

“Nothing? I walk away with nothing?”

Evelyn nodded, not sugarcoating it.

“Leaving Foster is legally considered a voluntary dissolution of the mate bond. As an Omega, you have no inheritance rights and no claim to joint property.”

She paused, her expression turning serious.

“More importantly… custody of Felix automatically defaults to the paternal bloodline. You—won’t have the right to take him with you.”

In that moment, I felt like I had fallen straight through the ice of a frozen lake—so cold I could barely breathe.

I stared at the documents in silence, Felix’s face flashing through my mind—

The way he furrows his brows in his sleep.

How he tries so hard not to cry when the other kids laugh at him.

How tightly he clutches my coat when he’s scared.

At last, I closed the folder and slowly pushed it back toward her.

“Even if I walk away empty-handed,” I said, voice soft but firm, “I will still sever the bond.”

I paused, then added quietly,

“But I’m not leaving without Felix. I have to take him with me.”

Evelyn’s eyes flickered, and for the first time, I saw her expression soften.

She pulled the file back toward herself and pointed to a page.

“That depends on whether you can provide evidence—proof that Foster has seriously failed in his parental duties, or that the environment is emotionally harmful to Felix.”

Her voice gentled.

“This part isn’t absolute. If you make a convincing case, the court will consider awarding you custody.”

I exhaled slowly.

Good. That’s all I needed.

Negligence? Emotional harm? Felix’s missing eye… is all the proof I need.

“I’ll get everything ready,” I said quietly.

“I’ll help you with the paperwork. If this is really what you want—

You know how to reach me.”

“Thank you, Evelyn.”

She looked at me, something unreadable in her gaze.

“Then… I wish you luck.”

I nodded and stood to leave.

—

It was sunset when I got home.

The kitchen was empty and silent. I rolled up my sleeves and began preparing dinner.

The Omega servants here never listened to me.

They never saw me as their Luna.

I had gotten used to it.

I washed vegetables, chopped chicken, peeled carrots, tossed a bundle of herbs into the pot, and turned on the stove to let the soup slowly simmer.

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