I Ran From My Psycho Step-brother Straight Into The Alpha's Lap novel Chapter 167

**When Night Grows Softer Hope Returns To Lead Us by Asa Rowan Finn**
**Chapter 167**

Talya stood there, her heart racing like a drum in her chest, as she anxiously awaited their return. The seconds felt like hours, and the oppressive silence only heightened her unease. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and out stepped Garrett, his expression grim and unyielding, with the imposing figure of the gray wolf at his side.

“Kyle, take the women down that way, just a little bit,” he commanded, his voice firm and authoritative.

Even Talya could feel the weight of his words, the raw power behind them. Any thought of arguing with him evaporated instantly. She and Emma obediently followed Kyle and the wolves, moving a short distance away from the door.

Strangely, the tight knot in her chest had begun to loosen. It felt as if she had fulfilled some unspoken duty, allowing her to breathe a little easier. Yet, the relief was fleeting. The uncertainty of what lay behind those closed doors gnawed at her. She couldn’t shake the feeling that whatever they were about to uncover was far from good.

Garrett and the other wolves began their thorough search, methodically checking each of the twelve rooms—perhaps even more than that. The air was thick with anticipation as they finally made their way back towards her.

Without uttering a single word, Garrett gestured for everyone to follow him. It wasn’t until they stepped outside that the silence was broken. “Garrett?” Emma’s voice was barely above a whisper, laced with tension. He didn’t reply, merely shook his head, his arm protectively wrapped around Emma, urging her to keep moving.

Talya glanced at Max and Wyatt, noting the grim determination etched into their features. She felt a surge of urgency; she needed to know what they had discovered.

“What was it?” she blurted out, unable to contain her curiosity any longer. “What did you see?”

The group froze momentarily, as if her question carried the weight of a thunderstorm. For a heartbeat, the air crackled with unspoken fears. “Experiments,” Garrett finally grunted, his voice heavy with disdain. Talya’s heart sank. She wanted to press for more details, but a sense of dread held her back.

“What kind of experiments?” Emma asked, her tone soft yet trembling.

They were nearing the cars now, the tension palpable. “Girls,” Garrett bit out sharply. “Probably around sixteen or seventeen.”

Shock washed over Talya’s face, and she could hear Emma’s sharp intake of breath beside her. “Are they…” Emma’s voice faltered, trailing off into an eerie silence.

“Dead,” Garrett replied, his anger simmering just below the surface. The wolves around them growled in response, a low, menacing sound that resonated with Talya’s own rising fury. She felt as if she had been physically struck in the gut. “Load up now. We dealt with the vampires that were here, but we can’t help those girls anymore. We need to return to the pack lands and devise a plan. We will come back, and we will hunt down every vampire involved in this atrocity and tear them limb from limb,” he vowed with a fierce intensity. The wolves howled in agreement, their voices echoing the resolve that filled the air.

A wave of pain crashed over Talya, deep and relentless. They had arrived too late. Without waiting for permission, she made her way to the car where Liam’s wolf lay, crawling in beside him. The tears she had been holding back began to flow freely, mingling with the anger that threatened to consume her. She felt as though she had failed those girls; she had failed in her role as the dreamer.

Talya sobbed bitterly, her frustration spilling out in waves. When she finally cried all she could, she collapsed onto the floor beside Liam’s wolf, utterly spent.

Hours later, they finally reached their destination. The moment the vehicle came to a halt, the back door swung open. Talya climbed out, her heart heavy with worry as Garrett and Max carefully lifted Liam’s wolf from the backseat, carrying him inside. Talya followed closely, her anxiety mounting with each step.

No one stopped her as she entered the room. Liam’s wolf was laid out on a table, and Paul was already hard at work assessing him. Max and Garrett stepped back, leaving Paul with the space he needed. Talya positioned herself in the corner, leaning against the wall, desperate to stay out of the way but equally desperate to know that Liam was okay.

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