Alpha’s Regret Pregnant Rejected Luna

Chapter 72

“Hazel,” Ethan called, his voice cutting through the air, halting her mid–step. The corridor seemed to narrow as his concerned eyes locked onto hers.

“What allergy does Liam have?” he asked, his brows furrowing in a mix of worry and curiosity.

soy

“Soy,” she replied lightly, almost too casually. A sudden regret engulfed her as she realized the implications of her choice of words. Why did she mention soy? Ethan had battled. allergy in his own childhood, and now, the revelation hung in the air like an unspoken connection.

She froze, biting her l*p anxiously. Act oblivious, Hazel, she instructed herself, but the unspoken truth lingered in the atmosphere, a subtle tension between them.

Attempting to regain composure, Hazel cleared her throat and questioned, “Why?” Her eyes met Ethan’s, searching for any sign of recognition or realization.

Ethan’s gaze intensified as he stared at her, his eyes penetrating. “I had soy allergies as a child too,” he revealed, the gravity of his words sinking in. The air grew thicker with tension “Oh, no way. Really?” Hazel asked, attempting to sound casual. She avoided his piercing gaze, focusing on the task of unlocking the door, her hands fumbling nervously in the

process.

“Hazel,” he called, his voice drawing her back. Closing the distance between them with a step forward, he entered her personal space.

very close. Hazel caught a whiff of his perfume, a fragrant and masculine scent that enveloped her. His expression seemed troubled, a silent turmoil evident in his eyes as if internal questions were swirling within him.

unspoken truth hanging heavily between

worry,” she reassured him, her voice carrying a hint of nervousness that

common allergies after all, she continued, adding

the unburdening thought that Soy allergy didn’t necessarily imply a shared genetic connection. She breathed a sigh of relief, Ethan seemed convinced; similar allergy didn’t actually mean they

common.

to wake them up later for dinner. Ethan stood

be fine. It isn’t the first time, she said with a

faces. He gave a

probably dreaming about treats.” Knowing Daisy, it was actually

stepped into the ward. They were greeted by a hushed

have to wake them up later

eyes a blend of affection and

faint smile played on his

Knowing

casually, settling onto the edge of

the need for discretion. Their conversation, however, appeared

been, Hazel? Coping with Daisy and everything else?” His eyes held a mixture of empathy and a

sighed, taking a seat next to him

mean, how have you been holding