The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 314

Chapter 234: The Alpha’s Tenderness

Chapter 234: The Alpha’s Tenderness

(Connor’s POV)

I carefully placed Olivia in the bathtub, watching as the hot water embraced her delicate skin. Her fair

complexion seemed to glow in the warm light, and I couldn’t resist reaching for the Moonlight Cotton

Towel.

The soft fabric glided across her shoulders as I gently wiped away the evidence of our passionate reunion.

My wolf purred deep in my chest, completely content at being able to care for our mate in such an

intimate way.

The hot water brought color back to her cheeks, transforming her from the exhausted woman I’d carried

here into something radiant. Her amber eyes fluttered closed as she relaxed into my touch.

“Better?” I asked softly, my voice rough with emotion.

She nodded, a small smile playing at her lips. “Much better.”

I continued my gentle ministrations, my wolf demanding this connection with its mate. Every stroke of the

towel was an act of devotion, a silent promise that I would always care for her.

But as I watched her flushed cheeks and the way her lips parted slightly in contentment, something primal

stirred within me. My wolf wasn’t satisfied with just caring for her – it wanted more.

I leaned down and kissed her face, unable to resist the pull. Her skin was warm and soft beneath my lips, tasting faintly of the jasmine–scented bath oil.

“Connor,” she whispered, but there was no protest in her voice.

I kissed her lips repeatedly, each touch sending electricity through our mate bond. My wolf growled with

satisfaction, but it still wasn’t enough for either man or beast.

The need to claim her, to mark her as mine, burned through my veins. But I forced myself to pull back,

knowing she needed rest more than she needed my desires.

After the bath, I carried Olivia to the Master Bedroom, her body warm and pliant in my arms. She felt so

right there, like she belonged nowhere else but in my embrace.

I set her gently on the bed and reached for the hair dryer, determined to take care of every detail. As I

worked the warm air through her honey–brown locks, she leaned into my touch.

“Can you stay the night?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

My heart clenched at the vulnerability in her tone. “Of course.”

“Promise you’ll only hold me?” she pressed, though her eyes held doubt.

I chuckled softly, changing the sheets with meticulous care. “I promise to only hold you.”

Chapter 234 The Alpha’s Tenderness

She gave me a look that said she didn’t believe me for a second. “You said that before, and look what

happened.”

“That was different,” I protested, though we both knew she was right. Our mate bond made it nearly impossible to resist each other.

As I dried her hair, her expression grew distant. The contentment from moments before faded, replaced by

something that looked like pain.

“You lied to me before,” she said quietly. “About your feelings. About Layla Lawrence.”

The accusation hit me like a physical blow. I set down the hair dryer and knelt beside the bed, taking her

hands in mine.

“Olivia, I never lied about my feelings for you.”

“But you used Layla for a fake relationship,” she continued, her amber eyes bright with unshed tears. “You

made me think you’d moved on.”

Guilt crashed over me in waves. “That was a well–intentioned lie,” I said, my voice thick with regret. “I was

trying to protect you from pack politics and media scrutiny.”

“By breaking my heart?”

The pain in her voice nearly destroyed me. “I’m sorry. I thought if you believed I’d moved on, you’d be safer.

I never wanted to hurt you.”

Olivia suddenly pulled away and grabbed her phone. “I need to call Emma.”

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