The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Start Licking

Selene’s POV

Right in front of me, lounging like a king, was Alpha Lucian. His sharp eyes were half-lidded, his lips curved in a slow, fake smile. But it wasn’t him that made my stomach twist with sickness.

It was Kael.

Seated beside his brother, Kael had a half-naked woman curled up on his lap—a beautiful blonde who looked drunk on pleasure and wine. His hand was gripping her lower body tightly, and her chest was exposed, pressed against his face while he... latched onto her like a starving animal.

She moaned softly, her fingers tangled in his hair, her hips squirming as if begging for more.

I couldn’t move. Then Kael’s cold grey eyes met mine. My blood ran cold.

I looked down instantly, my entire body stiff with shame and fear. Why did I look? Why did I come here?

I should have run.

Before I could gather myself, a hand gripped my wrist and yanked me forward. I lost balance and fell again, this time at the feet of Lucian.

He leaned forward, smile never leaving his face. "Don’t mind the rudeness," he said softly. "My brother prefers things raw."

My heart hammered.

"But you don’t need to worry," he continued in that same gentle tone, brushing a strand of my hair back as if he were kind. "He’s busy tonight... so while you’re here, why don’t you serve me some wine?"

I didn’t move.

But every word he spoke crawled like poison under my skin. I didn’t believe a single one. That smile of his—it wasn’t kindness. It


might dress like a gentleman. He might use soft words and never raise his voice. But I

slave. That moment was burned into my memory. The tight grip,

at his feet, afraid to

didn’t respond, Lucian’s fingers brushed against my chin, lightly nudging

in my throat, trying to gather the strength to move, but before I could do anything, a harsh, mocking voice

it seems your slave isn’t trained. Took her a whole century just to pour you

Laughter followed.

still wearing his mask of patience. "She’s

full of wickedness, he snorted. A woman was sprawled lazily across his lap, his hand roaming her body

to me, I’ll train her in a single night," he said, chuckling as

hit me like a

the small table beside Lucian, my hands shaking as I reached for the wine bottle.

trembled slightly as I


remained downcast, my mind screaming to

completely alone. I took a careful breath, trying to keep my hands steady as I approached Lucien with

murmured, eyes lowered as I extended

just as he reached out, the man seated on his left nudged him — whether by accident or intent, I didn’t know. The glass slipped from my hand. A sharp gasp caught in my throat as the drink

around the table

lips of the man who caused it. "What a clumsy little slave," he

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