The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 101

Chapter 56: The Unraveling Past and a Slap of Finality–1

Chapter 56: The Unraveling Past and a Slap of Finality

(Third person’s POV)

Katherine Rivers walked at the front of the small group entering the hospital room, carrying a thermal container. Her face showed the strain of recent days, but her eyes brightened at the sight of her son awake and alert.

“Son, I brought you some food,” she announced, her maternal instincts heightened after nearly losing her son to silver poisoning.

Behind her trailed Gabriel Andrews, Lily, and Evelyn Patterson, a beta hospital

caretaker who quietly took her position near the door.

The scene that greeted them was one of quiet intimacy. Connor was sitting up in bed,

looking far better than he had the previous day. Beside him, Olivia held her own

thermal lunchbox in her hands, clearly having just finished serving him a meal.

Katherine’s steps faltered slightly, but her smile remained warm. “Olivia, would you like to join me for lunch?”

Olivia politely shook her head, her amber eyes gentle. “No, Luna Katherine, I just ate.”

Connor immediately followed, his ice–blue eyes never leaving Olivia’s face. “I’ve also

just finished eating.”

Katherine’s gaze fell on the thermal container in Olivia’s hands. Understanding dawned on her face. “Olivia, did you bring food for Connor?”

Olivia nodded softly, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. The simple gesture spoke

volumes about her feelings for Connor.

Connor’s tone was unmistakably proud as he addressed his mother. “No need, Mother. Liv’s cooking suits my taste perfectly. I finished every bite.”

Katherine’s face blossomed into a gratified, doting smile, the kind of smile only a

mother relieved to see her son well cared for could give. The tension in her shoulders

visibly eased.

“I’m glad to hear that,” she said, placing her own thermal container on the side table.

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The mood in the room lightened up even more when Gabriel Andrews stepped forward, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Oh? Homemade by Liv herself?”

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He placed down the fruit basket and healing tonics he’d brought, raising his brows teasingly at Connor. “You lucky man.”

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