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.

grip was like iron—tight, cold, and

brushing

but laced

whole body went

scream, to bite the hand covering my mouth. My jaw ached

But Lucian wasn’t finished.

leaned closer, breath warm against

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

my eyes, but

smiled, tilting his head like he was

you really think a slave is worthy of being his queen? That he’d put his reputation on the line... for you? Go against the Council? Risk war, just to save

words hit harder than

felt

He wasn’t lying.

if Prince Vaelen remembered me—even if he still cared—it didn’t mean he could save me.

any name or

a possession of the pack

he smiled 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 girl he hasn’t

my

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

walk out

planted something cruel inside

really that naive to

friendship from a short period of time, the warmth I clung to in the dark—was enough to make him

Maybe not.

to him, I was

from a better

mouth still covered, my

And yet, the

he was right. That I was completely

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