The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: The Quadruplet Alphas Are Her Mate

Author’s POV ~

The forest was quiet—eerily so. Moonlight filtered through the tangled branches above, casting silver streaks across the dirt path, and the only sound was the rhythmic pounding of paws against the earth.

Luca’s wolf form tore through the underbrush like a storm unleashed. His mind had been clouded with fury just moments ago—blinded by betrayal, by humiliation, by the burning rage of Selene running away and challenging his authority. She was supposed to be locked away in there in the alpha quarters, so how dare she step out.

Today he would hunt her down and teach her a lesson that she would never forget. And punish her for what she had stirred inside him.

But everything changed the moment that scent hit his nose.

It was like fire and honey. Soft, silken, and sinful. It curled around his senses, thick and intoxicating, making his breath stutter in his chest. His body skidded to a halt before he even realized it, claws digging into the forest floor, head snapping up to inhale again.

The second breath was worse.

Desire slammed into him so hard he staggered. A deep, guttural growl rumbled from his chest, and the word echoed in his mind like a howl caught on the wind:

Mate.

Luca’s world tilted.

His anger dissolved into nothingness, burned away by the bond’s sudden call. In that second he forgot everything—the hunt, the punishment, or even Selene—her name slipped from his thoughts like water through his claws.

Only one thing mattered now: the scent and his mate.

He turned, sprinting toward it without hesitation. His mind wasn’t his anymore—it belonged to the instinct, to his wolf, to the pull of fate.

A flicker of movement to his left made him snarl, thinking someone was interfering. But when he turned, another massive wolf crashed through the trees, Aeron.

Their eyes locked for only a second, and that was all it took.

expressions shifted from confusion to

growled

in

body barreled into view from

was going mad," Kael

said at the

a moment, just enough to look at

chasing the same scent. All

them; they had the same

shocked them. Should

Somehow, it

rare. A blessing from the Moon Goddess herself. Fate did not make mistakes—not with mates. And now, after years of believing they

woman. The

Their other half.

bark of laughter. "Well, damn. Guess

she’s ours, I

didn’t speak. He

want tearing through the trees toward the one thing that now mattered more

woods in the first place—faded from memory. They were supposed to hunt down Selene. That was the

But now?

mattered more than

rooted in every

To reject a mate was to invite pain, despair, and even madness. Wolves who were abandoned by their destined bond often lost the will to live. Their inner wolves withered, their souls dimmed. Because

scent grew stronger.

Closer.

dangerous in its

deeper into the call

soft.