I Ran From My Psycho Step-brother Straight Into The Alpha's Lap novel Chapter 24

**Chapter 24**

Sophie cast a glance over her shoulder, her heart sinking as she thought of Torin’s retreating figure. “Uh, I think he’s really angry,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

“He is,” Liam replied, his tone steady and reassuring. “But not at you,” he emphasized, his gaze fixed on her with a hint of understanding. Sophie raised an eyebrow, skepticism etched across her features, but she chose silence over confrontation.

With a heavy sigh, she relented, “Come on,” Liam urged, his voice warm with encouragement. “You’re on your break. Let’s go grab a bite to eat.”

Sophie turned to him, her brow furrowed. “Didn’t you just devour two cinnamon rolls?”

“That was merely a snack,” he shot back, a playful smirk dancing on his lips.

“Come on,” he insisted, nodding toward the door with an air of determination.

“Um, I’m not so sure I should join you,” Sophie hesitated, uncertainty creeping into her voice.

“You absolutely should,” Liam replied, undeterred by her reluctance. “Let’s go. We’ll meet up with Torin.”

“Oh, no, no. That’s really not a good idea,” Sophie protested, her conviction deepening with every word. “I don’t think he wants me around.”

“Well, that just shows how little you understand,” Liam countered, leaving Sophie even more perplexed.

“Fine,” she conceded, aware that arguing would lead nowhere.

“Okay, grab your coat and let’s get moving,” Liam said, his voice leaving no room for dissent. Sophie opened her mouth to voice another objection, but he cut her off smoothly. “You want Torin to calm down? Wear the coat,” he instructed, a knowing glint in his eye.

With a resigned shake of her head, Sophie turned to retrieve her coat from the back room. “Have fun,” Helen called out cheerfully as Sophie stepped outside. Sophie turned, giving her a small wave. The cool air greeted her like an old friend, and she tightened the belt of her coat around her waist. Admittedly, it felt good to be warm for a change.

As she turned, her eyes caught sight of Torin a short distance down the block, engrossed in a phone call. Beside him stood the familiar figure of his companion, always lurking in the background. “Let’s go,” Liam urged, already striding toward Torin. Sophie fell into step beside him, her heart racing as they approached. The closer they got, the more she could hear Torin barking orders into his phone, his tone sharp and authoritative. She felt a pang of sympathy for the unfortunate soul on the other end of the line.

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