The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 24

Chapter 16: Hidden Feelings and Gentle Surprises–1

Chapter 16: Hidden Feelings and Gentle Surprises

(Olivia’s POV)

Perhaps Connor noticed my uneasiness with him in the hotel suite. He gestured toward the

stairs with a slight nod.

“Check if you’re missing anything and let me know. I’ll go upstairs to take a shower,” he said.

His voice carried the natural authority of an Alpha, yet remained gentle with me. I appreciated

the space he was giving me, allowing me to settle in without pressure.

“Wait a second.” Connor stopped, turned back, his ice–blue eyes questioning. “What’s wrong?”

I hesitated, then reached into my backpack. The bottled water I’d been suspicious of was still

there, untouched since I’d found it in my room at Moonlight Manor. I pulled it out and handed

it to Connor.

“Con, can you help me contact a testing facility? This water might have been tampered with.”

His gaze instantly sharpened as he grasped the implication. The temperature in the room

seemed to drop several degrees.

“Is someone trying to hurt you?” His voice had hardened, all traces of gentleness gone.

I nodded gravely. “I think so, but I can’t be sure. Better to be cautious.”

Without hesitation, Connor took the bottle, his fingers brushing against mine. “Alright, leave

this to me.”

He immediately pulled out his phone and dialed. “Henry, come over. I need you to handle

something.” His tone was curt, brooking no argument.

As he strode away, disappearing around the staircase corner, I finally let out a breath I didn’t

realize I was holding. My tense body relaxed slightly, the weight of my suspicions now shared.

Just moments before, when I handed him the bottled water, our eyes had unexpectedly

crashed into each other’s. His were bottomless pools of ice–blue, intense and deep. For a

fleeting instant, my heart seemed to stop.

His eyes were beautiful. No, not only his eyes–his entire face was like a masterpiece, so perfect my heart couldn’t help but speed up. I’d forgotten how striking Connor was up close.

After he left, I took time to observe the suite. It clearly bore traces of someone’s long–term

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living: a jacket draped over a chair, several books on the coffee table, even a particular arrangement of items on the kitchen counter. These weren’t the marks of a transient stay at

all.

That puzzled me. Wasn’t Connor based in Riverdale? Why did this Harbor City hotel suite feel like a second home? Yet I quickly dismissed the thought; it was none of my concern.

I unpacked my luggage in the bedroom, only to realize I hadn’t brought slippers for showering. As I hesitated whether to call Connor, the doorbell rang.

“Huh? I thought it was for you,” I replied, surprised.

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