I Ran From My Psycho Step-brother Straight Into The Alpha's Lap novel Chapter 146

**When Night Grows Softer Hope Returns To Lead Us by Asa Rowan Finn 146**

Chapter 146

Talya stood at the edge of the crowd, her eyes glued to the unfolding spectacle before her. The atmosphere crackled with energy as the fight raged on, but she found herself feeling detached. She had never been one to revel in the chaos of brawls. Just as her doubts began to solidify, she witnessed Garrett’s swift movements; he surged forward and pinned his opponent to the ground. A roar erupted from the audience, with Liam’s voice cutting through the noise as he shouted into the microphone, rallying the crowd’s cheers. Talya felt a flicker of excitement as she watched Garrett rise, triumphant, and make his way toward Emma, who beamed at him like a sunflower in full bloom. He swept her into his arms, and their lips met in a kiss that ignited applause and whistles around them. A warm smile spread across Talya’s face, the joy of the moment washing over her.

Moments later, Liam scooped her up, and they began to weave through the throng of people, the energy of the crowd swirling around them like a living entity. Their journey was filled with laughter and shouts, the sounds of celebration echoing in her ears. When they finally reached the car, Talya felt a sense of relief wash over her as she spotted Wyatt and Steven already waiting for them. The ride home was a blur, quiet yet comforting, with the hum of the engine lulling her into a sense of security. Liam parked and walked her to her room, his presence a steady anchor in her world.

“I need to talk to the guys really quick,” he said, his tone casual, but she could sense the urgency beneath it. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

As soon as he left, Talya turned her attention to the task of getting ready for bed. She felt the fatigue settle into her bones, a reminder of the long day behind her. A soft knock broke the silence a few minutes later. “Come in,” she called, her voice barely above a whisper.

Liam re-entered, a gentle smile gracing his lips. He guided her toward the bathroom, his presence reassuring. “I’ll wait here,” he said, settling into her room as she finished up her nightly routine.

“I’m done,” she announced, her voice filled with a mix of relief and exhaustion. He opened the door and stepped inside, effortlessly lifting her into his arms. With careful precision, he placed her on the bed, tucking the covers around her like a protective cocoon.

“Do you need anything?” he asked, concern etched on his face. Talya shook her head, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over her. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. “Get some sleep, sweetheart.” And with that, he slipped out of the room, leaving her in a comforting silence. Talya closed her eyes, surrendering to the fatigue that enveloped her, and drifted off almost instantly.

But not long after, she jolted awake, a sharp cry escaping her lips as pain shot through her leg. Panic surged within her as she tried to sit up, only to find that movement intensified the agony. “Liam,” she gasped, her voice strained.

Within moments, Liam was back in her room, his expression shifting from confusion to concern. “Talya, what’s wrong?” He crouched beside her, his eyes searching for answers.

“My leg,” she cried out, the words tumbling from her lips in desperation. Frustration bubbled within her as she reached for the offending limb, but the cast obstructed her attempts. The muscle was seizing painfully, and tears streamed down her cheeks as the agony overwhelmed her.

Without hesitation, Liam dashed out of the room, returning moments later with a tool in hand. He leaned over her leg, and though she couldn’t see what he was doing, she could feel the warmth of his presence. “Where is the cramp?” he asked, his voice steady.

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