The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 2: Chapter 02: Just kill me... please, just kill me...

Selene’s POV

The wind had gone still.

Not a single leaf stirred and not a single whisper moved. Dust hung in the air like the whole world was holding its breath, and I knelt in the center of it all...chained, bruised, and surrounded. The cold stone beneath my knees was soaked with my own blood, and my wrists throbbed inside the iron cuffs. Every shallow breath I took tasted like ash and iron.

But none of it hurt as much as the weight of their eyes.

Hundreds of wolves. Lining the towers. Filling the ledges. Blocking the gates. The entire Silver Dawn Pack had gathered to watch me fall. I could feel their hatred pressing down on me, hot and suffocating. There was no escape and no place to hide.

Then I saw him step forward.

Aeron Duskdraven.

he was tall and...cold. His presence hit like steel drawn from a scabbard. And when he spoke, his voice sliced through the square like a blade.

"The war is over."

A roar answered him. Wolves howled and fists lifted in triumph.

"The Crimson Fang Pack has fallen. The tyranny of Alpha Eirik Moonveil is no more."

My father’s name echoed like a curse through the square.

I clenched my jaw, but the ache in my chest spread like rot. I had stopped crying day ago. Now there was only numbness and the hollow kind of pain that went deeper than bruises ever could.

"We have slaughtered their warriors. Broken their walls. And today, those who remain will kneel beneath us."

His eyes swept across the other captured noble girls behind me. I didn’t turn to look. I didn’t need to. I could feel them shaking. I knew they were afraid. And I hated that I still felt something for them...some pitiful sense of guilt.

"By decree of the Silver Dawn Pack," Aeron continued, "you will all be stripped of your ranks and merged into our society as the lowest rank of omega. You will live among the filth you once stepped over. You will serve the wolves your kind once oppressed."

The crowd went wild.

And then... I looked up.

That was my mistake.

Because what I saw tore something inside me I didn’t know was still intact.

The omegas.

My omegas.

once bowed before me, smiled at me, fetched my meals...now they stood among the crowd with bright eyes and open smiles. Cheering,

Like this was justice.

my father’s death

had never been one

cheered louder than

twisted through me. My cracked lips curled into the smallest of sneers.

Crack.

The pain came instantly.

side, a hot agony exploding through my skull. My cheek

blade. Even the crowd

wobbled, but I stayed upright—barely. My vision blurred. My

hand that struck me belonged to a Gamma male, tall and cruel-eyed. He didn’t say a word. He didn’t

to show

and breathed through the sting, blinking back the dizzy

Aeron’s voice returned

not just stand behind the tyrant... but bears his

My stomach dropped.

murderer of our people. The last thread of the

My hands shook.

forward, you will no longer be considered Alpha-born. Your existence will be erased from our

one brief second, I

part of me hoped for mercy. A second

are not an

I held my breath.

less than

My heart stopped.

to be branded...

Time shattered.

hands. My skin

Slave?

No.

No.

omega, but I can’t be a slave. I still had Alpha blood. I was the daughter of an alpha line. We

Even omegas had rights.

Slaves didn’t.

slowly,

wouldn’t... they wouldn’t

lips trembled as I raised my eyes to Aeron.

Luca, Kael, Lucian and I saw nothing in them but