I Ran From My Psycho Step-brother Straight Into The Alpha's Lap novel Chapter 140

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**When Night Grows Softer Hope Returns To Lead Us by Asa Rowan Finn**
**Chapter 140**

“Okay,” she called out, her voice echoing slightly in the stillness of the room. The door creaked open, and in walked Liam, his presence filling the space with an unspoken warmth. Without uttering a single word, he approached her with determination, scooping her up effortlessly and carrying her into the bathroom. He placed her gently on the cool tiles in front of the sink, where she began her morning ritual. As she brushed her teeth and splashed water on her face, a sense of gratitude washed over her. Meanwhile, Liam was busying himself in her bedroom, preparing her bed with care.

Once she had finished freshening up, he returned, lifting her once more and cradling her back to her sanctuary of blankets. When he finally set her down, he perched himself beside her, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight, creating an intimate cocoon of comfort.

“Are you okay with everything I shared?” he asked softly, his fingers delicately tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, an action so tender it made her heart flutter.

She looked up at him, a smile breaking across her face. “I should be shocked or terrified, but I’m not. I guess my dreams sort of prepared me for you,” she replied, her voice light and teasing, yet imbued with a sincerity that made his heart swell.

Liam’s face lit up with a brilliant smile, one that could chase away the darkest of clouds. Slowly, he leaned down, capturing her lips in a gentle kiss that was over far too quickly for her liking. As he pulled back, he tucked the blankets snugly around her shoulders, his voice a soft whisper in the dim light. “Good night, beautiful.”

“Good night, wolf man,” she teased back, her heart racing as he chuckled softly, the sound lingering in the air long after he left the room. Talya lay there, her mind racing through the whirlwind of events from the previous day. It had been a day filled with revelations and emotions, and soon, the exhaustion overtook her. She drifted off into a peaceful sleep before she even realized it.

The next morning, however, brought with it an unwelcome reminder of her injuries. Talya awoke to a sharp pain radiating through her arm and leg, a jolt that forced her to take a moment to catch her breath. She groaned softly, realizing she must have gone too long without her pain medication. Determined to find relief, she attempted to sit up, only to have pain shoot down her leg, eliciting a whimper of distress.

“Talya?” Liam’s voice broke through the haze of her discomfort as he appeared in her room, looking as though he had just rolled out of bed. His tousled hair and bare chest made her stomach flutter, but the pain quickly brought her back to reality. He knelt beside her, concern etched across his features. “Are you in pain?” he asked, his voice laced with worry.

Talya shook her head, feeling miserable. She didn’t want to burden him with her suffering. But Liam, ever perceptive, opened the drawer next to her and retrieved a bottle of pills. He disappeared for a moment, and when he returned, he held a bottle of water in his hand. “Here,” he said, offering her the pills and the water. She wasted no time, quickly swallowing the medication and washing it down with a gulp of water.

“I’m sorry you’re in pain,” he said, his voice rough as if the mere thought of her discomfort pained him. Talya could see how deeply he cared, and it made her heart ache.

“I’m okay,” she whispered, though the truth was far from it.

“No, you’re not,” he replied quietly, but he didn’t press the issue further. “Let’s get you settled, so when they kick in, you can sleep.” He carefully adjusted her covers, tucking her in with a gentle touch. Sitting beside her, he took her good hand in his, his thumb stroking the back of it soothingly as she waited for the medication to take effect.

Before long, she felt the pain begin to recede, transforming into a dull throb that she could manage. Sleepiness washed over her, and she could feel herself drifting away once more. “Don’t fight it; just rest, Talya,” Liam murmured, his voice a soothing balm. He continued to hold her hand, his warmth anchoring her as she surrendered to slumber.

When Talya finally stirred again, the room was awash in bright light. She squinted against it, turning her head to see a purple phone resting on the nightstand. Curiosity piqued, she picked it up and noted the time—it was past eleven. A sigh escaped her lips; she longed for the days when she wouldn’t feel so tethered to her bed.

As she examined the phone, she noticed a text notification. She swiped it open, her heart lifting at the sight of a message from Liam, who had saved his contact as “Wolf Man.”