After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 95

For a brief moment, I was completely distracted, forgetting my worry as I stared, almost mesmerized by the sight in front of me.

Lirian froze when he heard the steward's voice, and he stood up quickly, wincing slightly at the movement. "Why did you let her come up?" he asked, his tone sharp with surprise and a hint of annoyance.

"Miss Sophia insisted on seeing you," the steward replied, bowing slightly.

Lirian grimaced, his face tense. "Take her back down. I'll come down later."

Before the steward could respond, I stepped forward. "No need. I’m just here to check on you. I’ll leave after I see you’re okay."

Lirian’s eyes flickered with frustration. He looked a little worse for wear, more haggard than usual. "You should have told me you were coming," he muttered.

I raised an eyebrow. "And why’s that? Am I disturbing you? Or are you doing something I’m not supposed to see?" I teased, half-smiling.

He fell silent, his expression unreadable, lips pressed into a thin line. I watched him closely, wondering what was going through his mind. The tension between us was palpable, and my curiosity got the best of me.

I focused, reaching out with my ability to read his thoughts.

*I didn’t even dress properly… it’s a bit embarrassing to appear in front of her like this… Can she stop staring?*

I almost burst out laughing. His internal monologue was a far cry from the composed, unshakeable Lirian I knew. "Lirian," I said playfully, "even when you're sick and injured, you’re still ridiculously handsome."

He cleared his throat, clearly embarrassed, and a faint blush crept across his cheeks.

I glanced around his room, noticing the stark contrast to my own. His space was minimalist—black and white, devoid of warmth.

It felt cold, unwelcoming, just like the rumors that swirled about his pack.

Unlike my room, which was filled with pinks, gifts, and mementos from my family, Lirian’s environment seemed like a reflection of his inner world—isolated.

"I’ve never been to your house before," I said, trying to make light conversation. "It’s... different."

Lirian sat on the edge of his bed, watching me in silence. He didn’t say anything, but I could feel his gaze on me, studying my every move. Once again, curiosity got the better of me, and I peeked into his thoughts.

*Sophia looks... happy, bright. Like sunshine... I really like it.*