After I Torched Alive, My Alpha Went crazy novel Chapter 139

His words hit me like a shockwave. A wave of confusion crashed over me. I stared at him, trying to process what he had just said. "Candy?" I repeated, my voice trembling.

It didn’t make sense. And yet, deep down, it felt like it should. Something about it grabbed my attention, pulling out memories I had buried long ago. I closed my eyes and tried to think. Then it hit me. The memory flooded back in an instant.

I had met a boy once, years ago. He was weak, sick, and alone. He had asked me for candy; just a simple piece. I remembered how he had been lying in a hospital bed, looking as though he had no one in the world to care for him. I was sad at that time too. Nathan had been spending so much time with Sienna, and Oliver had been so ill. I felt so alone.

But that boy, Merhold, had shown up when I least expected it. He had been the only one to try and make me smile. He had been the only one to bring me some comfort in a world that had been so cruel.

"Wait," I said slowly, the realization coming to me. "You… you were the boy at the hospital, weren’t you?"

Merhold’s eyes lit up with delight, and a huge grin broke out across his face. "You finally remember me, Grace!" His voice was filled with joy, as though this was the best thing that had happened in years.

He looked like a different person now, standing before me tall and strong. But I could still see the boy he had been, the boy who had been so fragile, with no one to care for him.

I took a step back, my heart racing. "But you were so different. You were just a teenager. You had nothing, no one. How did you… how did you grow into this?"

Merhold’s smile faltered for a moment, and his eyes became distant. "I didn’t have anyone. My mother was sick, and my father was… well, he was always busy with his career. He didn’t care about me or her. I had to take care of myself, Grace. It was tough, and I had no one but myself."

I looked at him, seeing him in a new light. I remembered how weak he had looked, how lost. But now, standing in front of me, he was different. He was powerful. He had a fire in him that I hadn’t seen before.

"I’m sorry," I said softly, my voice filled with regret. I hadn’t known what he had been going through. I hadn’t realized how much he had suffered alone. He had been alone just like me. I hadn’t been able to see it then, but now I understood".

I felt my heart pound. Cyrus. The name felt like a lifeline. The man I had loved, the man I had lost, the one who had been ripped away from me. Could Merhold really do what he said? Could he really bring me back to Cyrus?

"I don’t know how to trust you," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I want to believe you, but I don’t know if I can."

Merhold took a step closer, his voice soft but firm. "You don’t have to trust me now. You don’t have to believe in me yet. But I will show you, Grace. I will show you that I can protect you. I’ll bring Cyrus back to you. You’ll be together again. I promise."

His words made something inside me shift. A small spark of hope ignited in my chest. I didn’t know how he was going to do it, or if it was even possible.

Merhold reached out and touched my shoulder gently, his grip firm but comforting. "I won’t let you down," he said quietly, but his voice was full of conviction. "You’ll be with Cyrus again. I’ll make sure of it."