The first person to realize Evangeline was pregnant was Lachlan.
"Eva… you…"
His grayish-brown eyes stared at the Beast Spirit Flower on Evangeline's forehead, a ripple of emotion stirring within them.
"What is it?" Evangeline blinked, resting her chin on her hand as she watched him feed Bunny her milk formula.
The little girl was surprisingly easy to raise, obediently opening her mouth for whoever was feeding her. Among the men, however, her favorite was Nix—perhaps because the grass doll he'd made had left a deep impression.
Whenever Bunny saw Nix, she would babble and lunge forward, even more excited than when she saw Caspian Albright.
Nix, on the other hand, was completely overwhelmed, keeping his distance every time.
Lachlan's throat bobbed. After he finished feeding Bunny and took the bottle to wash it, there was a sudden CRACK. He had gripped the glass bottle too tightly, and it shattered, a web of fine cracks spreading across it.
