The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 12: Chapter 12: No One Touches Her Name

I didn’t care.

Let them scream. Let them stare.

I stood there, fists clenched, chest rising and falling with every breath as the silence cracked like ice around me.

The head maid shrieked, her voice trembling with rage. "Hold her down! Hold her—"

But no one moved. No one dared.

Because like I’d said—bullies only prey on the weak. They puff up their chests when you bow your head. But the moment you stand, really stand, they falter. Cowards in uniforms. Cowards in aprons. Not one of them had the courage to face someone who was powerful than them.

I stepped forward slowly, my shadow falling over the head maid as she scrambled back in the dirt like a rat.

"You wanted to break me?" I said, voice low and steady, though it trembled at the edges. "Then you should’ve done it right the first time."

Her eyes darted left and right, looking for support.

"You think this will save you?" she spat. "They’ll kill you for this!"

"Then let them," I whispered, a bitter smile curling on my lips. "At least I’ll die fighting. Not crawling."

Tears burned behind my eyes, but they didn’t fall.

I turned in the dead silence of the room, surrounded by stares.

Let them sentence me.

Let them strip what little I had left.

Until the young omega maid, the one who sent me to Lucian’s room, shrieked like a banshee and charged at me.

"You monster!"

I ducked her wild swing and shoved her away. She came again.

This time, I didn’t dodge.

I struck.

My palm connected with her cheek—loud—and her body spun from the force, crashing into the edge of the courtyard table.

to the ground,

with shocked silence when the head maid

this little outburst will save you? You think you’re still Alpha-blooded?" She laughed—a high, ugly

dog. A slave beneath us. Stop

voice hoarse but full of venom. "A filthy little bitch in heat, trying to play the victim while spreading

I stilled.

struck like knives—sharp

me, and that made her bolder and more

A pretty face your father kept warm in his bed. Probably didn’t even know which man planted a bastard inside her.

echoed in

"She’s gone too

maid didn’t care. She smiled through

she moaned for anyone who looked her way. Bet she begged to be claimed like a dog in heat. And now look at you—just like her. Wearing rags, licking boots, hoping someone important will

Something inside me shattered.

wasn’t rage anymore. It was something

She had insulted me.

She had degraded me.

speak

No.

one talks about

My feet slammed into the ground as I lunged toward her, grabbing the front of her

screamed, spit flying, my voice shaking with wrath. "You don’t get to speak about

slapped me, trying

didn’t even feel

the pillar so hard the stone

wearing this title gives you the right to shame the only person who ever

arm, but

her. "I

She did.

of course she

so wide, even the wolves in

I lost it.

her

mounted her, and punched until her lip split wider. Until her eyes started to swell. Until blood gushed from her nose and stained the stones

didn’t care

was dragged off

about pride

the only thing

My mother was gone.