The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 58: Chapter 58: We Don’t Deserve Her

Author’s POV~

A month.

Thirty days.

And still... no sign of her.

No scent. No trail. Not a drop of blood or a torn scrap of clothing. There was nothing to prove she had even existed down there at all. It was like the earth had swallowed her whole and refused to give her back. Like Selene had vanished into the abyss and taken a part of them with her.

The office was quiet.

Aeron sat behind the large obsidian desk, fingers steepled, elbows resting on wood that had begun to splinter beneath his grip. The air inside was heavy—thick with something that wasn’t just grief. It was a loss. Madness. A slow-burning, unending ache that had no name.

Lucian sat to his right, the chair beneath him creaking every time his leg moved restlessly. His injuries had healed weeks ago, but not really. The scars were beneath the skin—inside where no healer could reach.

Kael stood near the window, arms folded, eyes locked on the forest line like he was waiting for her shadow to reappear among the trees.

Luca paced. Back and forth. Back and forth. Like a caged beast. His shirt was wrinkled. His hair hung in tangled waves around his jaw, his nails clawed into his palms.

None of them looked like the Alphas they once were.

They looked like ghosts wearing crowns made of guilt.

No one spoke for a long time.

Because what was there to say?

Until finally, it was Luca’s hoarse voice that broke the silence.

he muttered. "We went deeper than any patrol

He stopped pacing.

eyes met Aeron’s, and for a

"She’s not there."

blink or flinch. He just whispered, "She has

still watching the trees. "We

and broken. "Maybe she was there... and

them all

peaceful. It was sharp and jagged, like

resting

before she fell," he

None of them answered.

her fucking eyes. They were red. Not from rage but

Luca turned away.

Kael’s jaw tightened.

Aeron... he closed

Because they all remembered.

into their souls like a brand that would never fade. The way her lips trembled. The way her

Because they were.

time, his voice broke. "I didn’t just humiliate her... I hurt her. Gods, I laid my hands on her like she

breath hitched, and he dragged a trembling hand through his hair, eyes glassy and

not even in punishment... just because I could. I watched her bleed, and I didn’t stop. I looked her in the eyes as she begged me, and I still—"

so blinded with revenge that I forgot that

went still. Even the wind outside seemed to hush, as if

he said hoarsely. "I was one. And she looked at me like I was the worst thing that had ever

image seared into his mind...the

His mate.