The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 46

Chapter 46: Chapter 46: She Escaped.

Aeron’s POV

The hall was suffocating. Not just from the heat of hundreds of bodies or the weight of a thousand eyes, but from something else. Like I was standing inside a coffin made of gold and marble, too tall to lie down in, too narrow to breathe.

Banners hung from the vaulted ceiling, gold silk stitched with the sigil of our bloodline, rippling ever so slightly in the breeze from the arched windows. Even that air felt staged. Like everything else in this ceremony.

The nobles lounged in their gilded tiers, cloaks stitched with gemstones, armor gleaming more for pride than war. Their laughter echoed in the hall, hollow and performative, as if it were their own sons being crowned. I felt disgusted just by looking at them.

But I couldn’t hear any of it...not really.

All I heard was the dull, echoing thud of my heartbeat.

I stood beside my brothers—Luca, Kael, Lucian...each of us wrapped in ceremonial black, silver threads glinting across our shoulders. Which shows the status of heir. As if thread could carry the weight of a dynasty.

But it didn’t.

The cloaks were heavy. Heavier than any armor I’d ever worn into battle. Not just in fabric, but in what they meant. What they demanded.

Ahead, the Altar of Ascension towered over us, a moonstone dais veined with silver and shadow. The place where each of us would kneel. Where we’d be crowned Alpha.

Where we’d be shackled in the name of legacy.

It was the day I had waited for years.

I had dreamed of it countless times—how it would feel, how I would rejoice. But now that the moment had finally arrived, the anticipation was gone.

Why?

I didn’t understand.

This was the day we had bled for, the day we had clawed back through suffering and sacrifice. We had fought, endured, and finally snatched it back in all its glory.

been the

And yet... I wasn’t.

strange hollowness

suffocating

inside

ceremony, and beside the priestess was our

like frost in winter moonlight—lace spun from spider silk, thin strands of gold catching every light in the room. She was flawless. Posture

Arlena, whispering something

moved me or stirred something, maybe joy or pride. At

was nothing. I felt

hadn’t been warm since the night I left

Selene.

that room

didn’t trust myself to

shouldn’t have been there. I should’ve thrown her out. Should’ve bared my teeth and reminded

But I didn’t.

yet. My mind was clouded with thoughts of her, looping endlessly, haunting me with questions I

differently had I done something else

if she no longer recognized us. As if we were monsters. That

deep, creeping chill that curled through my spine and settled in

hands, breaking me

four sons of Alpha Draven shall be crowned Alphas of the

the hall, but it did nothing to calm

a puppet on a string. But my mind

one, my

Kael was pale beneath the

it was my

marble. It was colder than I expected. The priestess approached with the crown, onyx circled in silver, carved with runes that had bound our family for

my brothers. The chill sank through my

of the Moon Goddess. May her light grant

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