The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 6: Chapter 06: The monster clawing at my insides.

"Get out," I snapped, not just to her, but to the servants who were still frozen in place. "Everyone. Now."

They scattered without a word.

Silence fell. Only she and I remained by the pool.

She didn’t speak.

Her arms crossed over her chest in a feeble attempt to hide herself, trembling as she hunched lower, soaked and shivering. But the movement only pushed her breasts up, pressing them together beneath the soaked fabric, the cloth clinging like second skin. It outlined everything—every curve, every swell—and the way her arms squeezed against her chest only made them look fuller. Round, firm... perfect. Not too big, not too small. Just the kind that would fit perfectly into a man’s hands. Into my hands.

My throat dried.

Gods.

Even through my disgust, I couldn’t tear my gaze away. Her nipples were taut beneath the cloth, flushed pink from the cold, peeking like a silent tease—and my imagination, unwanted and wild, betrayed me. I imagined what it would feel like to run my thumb over them, to pinch them, to watch her squirm beneath my touch. I pictured cupping those breasts, rubbing slow circles over their soft skin, dragging my tongue across the tip until she gasped.

And the thought alone was enough to make my cock harden painfully in my trousers.

I clenched my fists at my sides.

My body had turned against me.

Fuck.

My cock pulsed hard, straining in my trousers, and I staggered slightly where I stood.

What the hell is wrong with me?

who murdered my mother. A traitor. A criminal. A

things I had no right to imagine. Shame flooded my chest like acid, and

Rage.

again, letting the fire behind my eyes rise into

still

She didn’t speak.

the cold, but she didn’t even try to move. She looked so small. So pathetic. That soaked cloth left nothing to the imagination, and every second I looked at her, my body betrayed me

My disgust boiled over.

crouched in front of her, my eyes full

dressed like this in the Alpha court?" I said, my voice laced with venom. "What are

in horror. "N-no," she croaked,

grabbed the hem of her cloth between two fingers, tugging it just enough to snap it back against

who told you this was acceptable?" I growled. "Who let a filthy little whore parade around like this in

maid... she gave it to me. I

for

stood tall again, furious, the shame still clawing at my insides. I couldn’t bear to look at her body another second. Not like that. Not when I knew what it

I shouted toward

low the moment she stepped into Kael’s presence. "Alpha Kael," she murmured respectfully, not daring to meet his eyes. But as she straightened, her gaze shifted toward the girl still kneeling on the

curling ever so slightly in quiet contempt, as if Selene’s mere existence was an offense to the air she breathed. She didn’t speak, but the glare said

"Yes, Alpha Kael?"

even glance at

still on

you give my slaves to wear?" I said coldly. "This? She looks like she’s been stuffed into a

the standard issue

of the entire estate. Is this