The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Chapter 30: The Perfect Face in the Dirt

Author’s POV

Prince Vaelen stood near the carved stone balcony, asking about Selene news that was why he bring Meriya with him in the first place because she promised to help him rescue Selene.

but just as he was having a short conversation with him he smelled it...the faint scent in the air.

His boot shifted on the marble floor. Every instinct in him screamed to follow that scent, to find her. because it was her scent Selene.

But just as quickly as it appeared... it vanished.

Like smoke from a dying fire.

He turned slightly, scanning the corridor. Nothing. Just omegas moving and Meriya still speaking.

He took a step toward the hall it had come from, his mouth parting with a question—but before he could take another, her voice cut through.

"I almost forgot," Meriya said with a sweet, almost apologetic smile, "I have news... about Selene."

Vaelen turned to her sharply. His expression no longer neutral.

Meriya touched her chest gently, as if the news hurt her to even speak. "She’s not well. In fact... she’s fallen into disgrace. She’s been marked as a slave."

The words struck him like ice down his spine.

Marked.

As a slave?

"So it was really true," he breathed, barely audible.

"I didn’t believe it either," she said softly, lowering her gaze. "But I confirmed it myself. People in the pack whispered about it behind closed doors. Her father... was killed by the Alphas, and she paid the price as his bloodline."

His chest tightened, and his fists curled at his sides. He knew what it meant to be marked—what kind of cruel treatment came with it. Humiliation. Punishment. Chains. Selene, who once stood with her chin high and a fire in her spirit, now forced to bow?

His heart ached.

She didn’t deserve that.

"I’m... sorry," Meriya murmured. Her voice trembled as if she truly felt something, and her lashes lowered in perfect mimicry of sorrow. "It’s awful. But I’ll try to find her, Prince. Maybe I can speak to someone. Ease her situation, somehow..."

tense. "Thank you. I... can’t move freely

she said warmly, placing a hand over his. "Leave it to

a graceful nod and turned away with

Prince Vaelen disappeared behind

Meriya’s soft features twisted.

her perfectly painted nails bit into her palm. Blood pricked the

she whispered under her

of the palace, the one who dared to

A slave.

Meriya nearly laughed.

down the hallway. Her boots clicked quickly as she made

door opened

looked up from her mirror. "Well?" she

grinned darkly. "It’s true. She’s a slave. Hidden away somewhere in

"No way! Finally, the proud little

said, eyes shining. "All those years she acted like she was better than us—just because

arms, sharing a

Arlena said, eyes gleaming

agreed. "I want to see it with my own eyes. Let’s go see what’s left

like children heading to a secret game, but there was nothing innocent about the twisted joy in their

were finally ready to watch Selene fall... and enjoy

grace that masked her growing amusemnet. She went first to the servant quarters, her golden dress and courtly presence enough to draw bows and nervous glances from passing omegas. But it was her soft voice, her false concern, and her heavy coin purse that did

silver coin was slipped into the hand of a trembling omega girl barely out of

curl behind her ear. "I heard she’s been

shifting around the corridor. Fear

say anything..."

heavier

"Assigned to

pleasant smile didn’t waver,

Wing?" she repeated, like

imagination filled in the rest. Selene, the filthy bitch now

Meriya’s blood boiled.

her steps. "That pathetic bitch wants to seduce one of them. With that cursed body of hers—just like

her, and she acted like a princess just because of it." She narrowed her eyes. "Now she’s eyeing your mates. You need to teach her a lesson before she slithers her way into

didn’t respond, but her nails dug into her palms as she

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