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.

expression seemed troubled, a silent turmoil evident in his eyes as if internal questions were swirling within him. The unspoken realization of hereditary allergies lingered in the air, creating a palpable tension.

heavily between

fine now. Don’t worry,” she reassured him, her voice carrying a hint of nervousness that she

quite common. Most kids grow out of it. It’s one of the most common allergies after all, she continued, adding a light

I guess,” Ethan replied, his features gradually relaxing. Hazel could sense his. thoughts at that moment from his demeanor, 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 were

common.

have to wake them up later

isn’t the first time, she said with a chuckle, trying to make it

their sleeping faces. He gave a small smille when Daisy

“She’s probably

by a hushed atmosphere. Daisy had fallen asleep, she lay peacefully covered

sleeping kids sighed; she’d have to wake them

by Liam’s bedside, he exhaled audibly, his eyes a blend of affection and concern. His gentle fingers ran through Liam’s hair, a tender

through. It’s not the first time,” Hazel remarked. He straightened up gazing at the two sleeping children. A faint smile played on his l*ps as Daisy stirred, murmured in her sleep and chewed. A soft chuckle

about treats. Knowing Daisy, it was actually

Ethan remarked casually, settling onto the edge of Daisy’s bed, the soft creak of the

whisper, acutely aware of the need for discretion. Their conversation, however, appeared to disturb Daisy’s slumber,

softened with genuine concern. “How have you been, Hazel? Coping with Daisy and everything else?” His eyes held a mixture

taking a seat next to him on

been holding