The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 23: Chapter 23: A place no woman ever wanted to go

"No...!" I rasped, trying to pull away. But his grip only tightened.

Laughter thundered through the room filled with mockery. A crowd of hyenas drunk on blood.

"Can’t even control a little bitch like her?" someone hooted. "What kind of dominant are you, Alex?!"

His name is Alex. The brute who now had his hand buried in my hair, yanking me harder as the others goaded him on.

My breath hitched, heart slamming in my chest as pain tore across my scalp and neck. Alex growled and pushed harder, my face hitting Lucien’s thigh with a thud that made me groan. I could barely think, could barely breathe.

Suddenly, his crushing hand was gone... gently pried away.

I gasped, the air burning my throat. My cheek still rested against Lucien’s leg. His scent — wine and smoke and cold steel filled my senses. But I couldn’t even process it before I heard his voice.

"Don’t be so rough with my little slave, Alex."

His tone was soft almost playful but it dripped with mockery. Mockery that wasn’t meant for Alex. It was meant for me.

To the casual observer, it may have seemed that Lucien was being merciful. His voice soft, his grip firm yet measured as he pulled Alex’s brutal hand away from Selene’s fragile neck.

But to the men in the hall, the ones who had lived through the fires her father lit. Lucien’s words were laced with cruelty of a different kind.

He wasn’t protecting Selene.

He was prolonging the spectacle. And the room knew it.

Kael’s voice came next, sharp and disgusted like a blade unsheathed.

"Brother, why bother training her yourself? Just throw her in the Warrior’s quarters. I bet she’ll be properly trained in a single night."

A hush settled in the air, the kind that stretches before the explosion. Then the dam broke.

"Yes!"

"She belongs there anyway!"

"Throw her in the quarters, let the warriors teach her submission!"

"She’s the tyrant’s daughter, the most beautiful bitch in the werewolf domain. Let’s all have a taste!"

Their voices were jagged, echoing off stone walls like the cries of wounded beasts finally let loose.

Because for them, Selene wasn’t some fragile flower fallen from grace.

She was his daughter.

And they remembered her clearly.

to stare from behind her father’s

dragged in chains before her. Never blinked when sobbing girls were pulled away, screaming for mercy. She’d walk by the cages without turning her head. She dined while others

a warrior growled now, stepping forward, voice shaking with fury. "She watched while my sister was dragged by her father’s enforcers. Didn’t say a damn

the back, "My mate begged her for help. Her guard spat in her face. And she

innocent," someone hissed. "She’s filthy whore who knows

war. Her name was sewn into the memories of their destruction, her face

pain with her chin lifted

fist slamming into the table. "The reason our mothers

what her

like our families

pity. She deserves what she

wasn’t just bloodlust. It was grief sharpened by years of silence. Vengeance born from too many funerals and

men into monsters — not because they

back refused to bend completely, how her eyes still held the

That infuriated them.

proud," one of them spat.

should be crawling, begging to

know what it’s like to have

the quarters!" another voice

warriors standing — fists pounding tables, mouths

like a war drum, her breath shallow. But none of them saw a

of the man who had destroyed their

didn’t care that she was young. They didn’t care that she was

as the blade that cut them... and now,

cruelty. But to make the pain stop. To let their ghosts finally rest. To say — for once

it came at the

rage, the heat of it suffocating. The wolves who once obeyed quietly now rose as one, bound by the shared torment her bloodline had caused them. It was

She couldn’t breathe.

trembled uncontrollably as their voices rose louder, overlapping with vicious intent. Her throat felt tight, but her legs moved before thought could stop them.

his hand. She clutched it without thinking, gripping it

Her heart screamed. Please...

she belonged to him and not to their wrath. That he’d protect her, even mockingly, just to keep her

But then...

his voice shattered

the Silver Dawn pack speak the truth," he said coldly. "They have all suffered because of this bitch... and her father. It is only right they take her to teach her a lesson. To

Selene’s world shattered.

the tears she’d held back finally broke free.

cried. "You can’t do this to me! Please

But it didn’t matter.

room. One that none of them cared

thrown into that pit. She knew exactly what would happen in the warriors’

And now, stripped of her name and title, she’d become the kind of prey she once

floors... be nothing... live invisible...