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I Ran From My Psycho Step-brother Straight Into The Alpha's Lap novel Chapter 83

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

The dawn of a new day found Sophie stirring in her bed, the early light filtering through the curtains and casting gentle shadows across her room. She blinked against the brightness, but as soon as she sat up, a groan escaped her lips. Her body felt like it had been through a grueling battle the night before, every muscle protesting as she moved. She lingered on the edge of the bed, the warmth of the blankets still clinging to her, before finally mustering the energy to rise and shuffle toward the bathroom.

As she stepped inside, something caught her eye—a stunning bouquet of yellow roses elegantly arranged in a glass vase on the countertop. The sight made her pause, a flicker of surprise lighting her features. A small card lay in front of the flowers, her name neatly written on it. Curiosity piqued, she approached and picked it up, her heart racing slightly.

“Sophie,” it began simply, but the words that followed struck a chord deep within her. “Please forgive me.”

The signature was unmistakable. Torin.

With a sigh, she flipped the card over, hoping for more, but it was blank on the other side. Disappointment washed over her as she placed it back down, her thoughts swirling like leaves caught in a gust of wind. Standing under the warm spray of the shower, she couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that perhaps she had been too harsh on him. After all, he was an alpha—a role that came with its own burdens, especially when it came to matters of the heart.

Memories of the previous night flooded her mind, particularly Barbie’s biting words and the accusations that had hung in the air like a thick fog. Sophie knew she owed it to Torin to hear him out, to give him a chance to explain himself. The thought of that conversation made her stomach twist with anxiety; there was so much that had been said, so many emotions laid bare.

“How do you even start a conversation like that?” she muttered to herself, the steam from the shower curling around her. “Hey, so Barbie claims you slept with her and that you’ll come crawling back once you’re done with me? Is that true?” A groan escaped her lips, frustration bubbling to the surface. Shaking her head, she pushed those thoughts aside, determined to channel her energy into something productive.

Once she finished her shower, she donned her workout clothes and carefully braided her damp hair. She needed to work off the pent-up frustration that threatened to consume her.

Making her way to the basement, Sophie noticed the stillness around her. It seemed Madison and Kyle had already descended into the depths of their training ground. As she reached the bottom of the stairs, the rhythmic thuds of a punching bag caught her attention. Curiosity piqued, she turned the corner, only to find Torin there, his back to her, muscles rippling as he unleashed a flurry of punches. He was in a zone, completely immersed in his workout, and she couldn’t help but admire the sheer strength he exuded.

“He’s been hammering that thing for at least an hour,” a voice suddenly broke her reverie. Startled, she turned to see Liam standing beside her, his own shirtless form glistening with sweat. He looked at her with a hint of concern in his eyes. “You okay?”

Sophie sighed, the weight of the previous night still heavy on her shoulders. “Yeah, I think so.”

“I owe you an apology,” Liam said, his tone earnest. “When you showed up to the fight last night, I shouldn’t have laughed. That was rude and uncalled for. You deserved to be there.” A grin broke across his face, lightening the mood. “You did really well.”

Sophie blinked in surprise at his unexpected apology. “Thank you,” she replied, her voice soft. After a moment’s hesitation, she continued, “Liam,” she paused, gauging his reaction. He waited patiently, his gaze steady. “Do wolves ever have human mates?”

Liam’s expression shifted, his eyes drifting back to Torin. “The truth, please,” she pressed.

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