Piss Off, Alpha! You Chapter 204 Im Not Leaving You

Chapter 204: Chapter 204 Im Not Leaving You

SOPHIA’S POV

For a while, all I could see was darkness.

When I opened my eyes, everything felt heavy and slow, like my body didn’t belong to

anymore. The ceiling above

was unfamiliar. It was too white, too clean, and for a few seconds, I didn’t understand where I was.

My head ached. My throat felt dry and even breathing felt painful inside .

I blinked slowly, trying to focus.

The sll of disinfectant filled my nose. This must be a hospital.

But how?

I tried to move, but my body ached imdiately. My arm felt weak, and when I turned my head slightly, I noticed an IV line attached to my hand. The fluid dripped slowly.

Pieces of my mory starred to co back to .

I rembered what happened at the hospital, Ashley, the argunt, the kitchen, the porridge, the way Damien looked at , the way Ashley told

to leave. The last thing I rembered was going ho to rest.

And then... darkness.

“How did I get here?” I whispered.

“You’re awake.”

The voice ca from beside .

I turned my head slowly.

To my surprise, it was Patricia.

She was sitting next to the bed. Her expression was filled with concern. The mont she saw my eyes fully open, she sighed in relief.

“You finally woke up,” she said.

I swallowed slowly. “What happened?”

“You had a very high fever. You collapsed at ho.”

I frowned, trying to process her words.

“Who brought

here?” I asked.

Even before she answered, I already knew.

“Zade,” she said gently.

My heart skipped a beat. Images flashed through my mind of him climbing through the window. I felt his presence, his scent. Even in my weak state, I felt it, even when I was unconscious.

“He brought you here himself,” Patricia continued. “He didn’t wait for anyone else.”

I closed my eyes. I felt a strange mix of emotions inside . I felt relieved that he brought

here in ti. I also felt grateful. Deep down, there was sothing else I felt, sothing I didn’t want to admit to myself.

But then another thought hit

suddenly. I thought of Marco.

My eyes snapped open again.

“Did Marco see Zade bring

here?” I asked quickly.

Patricia nodded. My chest tightened again.

“He... might make things difficult for Zade,” I said.

I knew how things worked. I knew how suspicious Marco was of Zade. He didn’t even like

taking gifts from Zade.

Patricia reached out and placed a hand gently on mine.

“Don’t think about that right now,” she said softly.

But I couldn’t help it. I was worried.

“He carried

out,” I said. “In front of Marco

Patricia didn’t deny it.

“Yes,” she said quietly.

I let out a slow breath. I could feel my heart racing.

“I didn’t an to cause trouble for him,” I murmured.

Patricia’s expression softened even more.

“You didn’t,” she said firmly. “Marco isn’t angry. Marco was really grateful to him.”

Her words made

feel more relieved.

“What about him?” I asked after a mont “Where’s Zade?”

Patricia hesitated again.

“He’s not here right now,” she said.

My heart sank slightly. For so reason, I felt disappointed.

“Where is he?” I asked.

Patricia sighed softly. “Marco took him sowhere. They’re talking.”

The word “talking” didn’t sound reassuring at all. I knew how Marco could be.

“He stayed here the whole night,” Patricia added, as if trying to comfort . “He didn’t leave your side even once.”

I froze in shock. I didn’t believe it. zade was there throughout?

“What?” I whispered.

Patricia nodded.

“He sat right there,” she said, gesturing to the chair beside the bed. “Watching you. He kept checking your temperature and making sure you were okay.”

My eyes moved to the chair. It looked ordinary, but knowing he had been there... it made my chest flutter.

“He didn’t sleep,” Patricia continued. “Not even for a mont.”

My throat tightened. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know how to feel.

Why would he do that? Why would he care that much?

My wolf stirred inside . she wasn’t restless this ti, but aware. It recognized sothing I was still trying to deny.

I looked away. My vision blurred sohow.

“I don’t understand,” I whispered.

Patricia didn’t respond imdiately. Instead, she gently squeezed my hand.

“You don’t have to understand everything right now,” she said softly.

Her voice was calm but the emotions inside

were anything but calm.

Everything felt overwhelming. It was all too much right now – Ashley, Damien, Tiffany, Zade. All of it.

Tears filled my eyes before I could stop them.

“I just want to go ho,” I said. My voice broke completely.

The words ca out small, almost like a child’s voice. I felt so weak and vulnerable right now.

Patricia’s expression changed imdiately.

“Oh, Sophia,” she said softly.

She stood up and moved closer, wrapping her arms around

carefully, mindful of the IV line. Her embrace was warm. It was comforting in a way I didn’t realize I needed.

I didn’t hold back anymore.

The tears ca freely now, slipping down my cheeks as everything I had been holding in finally broke loose.

“I’m so tired,” I whispered.

“I know,” she said gently.

“I don’t know what I’m doing anymore,” I continued, my voice shaking. “Everything feels wrong.”

Patricia didn’t interrupt. She just patted my back, soothing .

“I tried,” I said. “I really tried.”

My chest ached as the mories replayed in my mind.

I rembered Ashley rejecting , Damien siding with Tasha. I still saw the look in his eyes. I also rembered Ashley and Tiffany laughing together in the hospital.

“I don’t belong anywhere,” I said softly.

Patricia pulled back slightly to look at .

“That’s not true,” she said firmly.

I shook my head. “It feels like it is”

She sighed softly “You’re just hurt, and you’ve been holding too much inside for too long.”

I didn’t argue, bdcause she was right.

“I want to leave,” I said quietly. “I don’t want to stay here.”

Patricia hesitated for a mont.

“You need to rest,” she said gently. “The doctor said your fever was very high. You can’t leave yet.”

“I don’t care,” I whispered.

“But I do,” she squeezed my hand “You need to take care of yourself. You can’t keep pushing like this.”

I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down.

“I don’t have the strength anymore,” I admitted.

Patricia brushed my hair back gently.

“Then rest,” she said.

The room fell quiet for a mont.

Then, the door opened. I turned my head to see who it was.

Zade walked in.

His presence filled the room imdiately. His expression was calm, but there was sothing deeper in his eyes, sothing intense.

When he looked at , I saw the relief in his expression.

“You’re awake,” he said.

I nodded “Yes”

Patricia stepped back, giving him space.

“I’ll leave you two,” she said quietly before walking out.

The door closed behind her.

Zade walked closer slowly. He stopped beside the bed. His eyes scanned my face like he was studying .

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Better,” I said softly.

He didn’t look convinced. “You don’t look better,”

I let out a small breath. “I’m okay,”

He didn’t argue, but his expression didn’t change.

“You shouldn’t have climbed through the window,” I said after a mont.

“I would do it again,” he replied imdiately.

His answer caught

off guard.

“That’s not the point,” I muttered.

“It is to ,”

I looked at him, unsure how to respond. I didn’t know what to say.

He pulled the chair beside

closer to my bed and sat.

“I’m staying,” he said.

I frowned “You don’t have to.”

“I know,” he smirked “But I want to.”

“You’ve already stayed all night,” I said.

He shrugged “And I’ll stay again,”

His tone was calm, but there was no room for argunt.

“You need to rest,” he added.

I looked at him. My emotions were tangled inside

and confusing.

“Why are you doing this?” I asked quietly.

He didn’t hesitate. “Because I care for you, Sophia”

The simplicity of his answer made my heart ache.

I looked away, unable to et his gaze.

Zade didn’t leave. He stayed there, right beside .

And for the first ti in a long while... I didn’t feel completely alone.