The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Chapter 29: No Way Out

Selene’s POV

My heart stopped when I heard my name.

The sound of my name on his lips... it was like a match striking the coldest part of my chest.

I froze behind the pillar, barely able to breathe. A part of me wanted to run. But the other part... the foolish, aching part... needed to hear more.

Did he remember me...that I was trapped here?

Or is it just a casual question? I needed to confirm it.

I took a slow, deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside me. Carefully, I shifted my feet, planning to move just a little closer—close enough to hear their conversation. I needed to know what they were saying. I needed to know if he asked about me because he still remember me.

But just as I stepped forward, a hand shot out from the shadows and grabbed my wrist. Before I could scream, I was dragged away so fast my feet barely touched the ground.

The corridor spun around me in a blur of stone and torchlight.

I was yanked behind another pillar and shoved against the cold wall, the air knocked out of my lungs. Panic surged through me. I opened my mouth to scream...but a strong hand clamped over it, silencing me instantly.

Terror closed around my throat like a rope.

I looked up, expecting to see a guard.

But it wasn’t. It was Lucian.

His grey eyes stared into mine with calmness and that familiar gentle smile played on his lips.

But this time... it looked too fake.

A new kind of dread twisted in the pit of my stomach.

Memories from last night slammed into me like crashing waves. My body remembered before my mind even had to. My skin crawled. My breath trembled. Every inch of me wanted to push him away, to tear his hands off me.

But I couldn’t move.

was like

slowly, his voice brushing my ear like

aren’t you?" he said, voice smooth but laced with mockery. "Can’t have a little

body

the hand covering my mouth. My jaw ached with how hard I clenched it.

But Lucian wasn’t finished.

closer, breath warm against

of yourself," he whispered, eyes glinting with cruel amusement. "That the Lycan Prince would care for you...

behind my eyes, but I

like he was enjoying

worthy of being his queen? That he’d put his reputation on

hit harder than any

stomach dropped. My chest felt tight. Because...

He wasn’t lying.

he still cared—it didn’t mean he could save

slave...without any name

a possession of the pack

wider. "You know the law. Slaves belong to their pack. He can’t take you without breaking it. And your precious prince isn’t going to break the law for a

my

didn’t want to be queen. I didn’t want a throne or title.

to breathe on my own. To walk out of this

Lucian’s words planted something

that naive to think Prince Vaelen would

short period of time, the warmth I clung to in the dark—was enough

Maybe not.

was just someone he once

from a better

swallowed hard, my mouth still covered,

So powerless. And

was the feeling rising in my chest—that maybe he was right. That I was completely alone in

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