The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Chapter 27: Too Late to Save

Selene’s POV

I felt a touch...light and careful, brushing against my skin. It was not cruel or forceful but gentle in a way that made my body tense with confusion.

But my body didn’t understand.

I flinched before I could think, curling in on myself like a cornered animal. My arms wrapped tightly around my knees. Every part of me screamed, my chest tightening until I couldn’t breathe.

"No... please... don’t," I whispered; the words barely made a sound. My lips trembled. My eyes stayed shut. I didn’t want to open them. I didn’t want to see them again. I couldn’t.

Please... Moon goddess, please... Don’t be them.

"Shhh... It’s alright, girl. You’re safe now."

That voice...

It wasn’t sharp or filled with disgust. It didn’t drag across my ears like broken glass. It was warm and filled with kindness.

I felt a soft cloth gently wipe my cheek. The touch wasn’t forceful. It didn’t burn across my skin. It didn’t bruise. It was careful—so careful, like it was afraid I might shatter again.

I forced my eyes open.

And there she was.

It was Mariam, the head maid, and what shocked me most was that the touch had come from her. I never imagined she was capable of such gentleness. She had always been poised and precise in her duties, her voice steady with command, and her presence firm and unshaken.

She looked older today. Not from time, but from sorrow. Her eyes glistened with held-back tears, her lips trembling as she wiped away the dried blood from my arms. Her hands shook. I could tell she was trying to be strong for me.


But I wasn’t strong.

Not anymore.

The moment I saw her, I don’t know why—but I broke.

of me, filled with sadness and fear. My chest tightened as

to hold on to. My fingers barely brushed her arm, and I

"Did they... did they do it

Her hands froze.

in her eyes—rage, pain, helplessness. Then she dropped the cloth and gently cupped my cheeks, her thumbs brushing

safe. Nothing happened.

my eyes again, trembling. I reached inward—fear clawing at my stomach. But... she was

was no

the proof of the

body remembered every place they had grabbed me, every place they


the memories came back like

dragged me into the corner of the room. Cold stone beneath me. Their boots thudded around me like I was an

I remember their eyes.

They were

I was nothing more than meat they wanted to devour, but only after toying with me first,

clothes. One of them slapped me hard across the face when I tried to pull away.

"Let’s see how high you

me. Hit me. Gripped me so hard I thought my skin would tear. Their hands touched

I wasn’t a person.

they

was frozen, locked in

remember the moment I

I stopped fighting.


Stopped hoping.

me

thing I remember was someone shouting. A loud and angry voice

I blacked out.

I hated

than

For being too weak.

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