The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 60: Chapter 60: She Said His Name Like a Prayer

"She was Luna’s daughter," Kael said hoarsely. "Why would he—?"

"Because he wanted to make her give in to his demand," Maela interrupted, her voice suddenly sharper. "He needed her for his purpose. And when she wouldn’t, he threw her to the wolves."

Luca flinched.

"She was sent to the omega quarters. Not as one of them. But beneath them. A girl with noble blood, living in filth. Sleeping in sheds. Starving with scraps. Wearing torn clothes that didn’t fit. Her name became a curse. The omegas bullied her and beat her, and Eirik let them. No, worse... he rewarded them."

Lucian’s jaw ticked violently, like it was taking every ounce of will not to snap in half.

"He made it a game," Maela spat. "The more they hurt her, the more he praised them. She lived like that for years. Alone and Tortured."

"Why didn’t anyone stop it?" Aeron rasped.

"Because no one dared," Maela said. "And then... something changed."

She exhaled, slow and heavy.

"She stopped crying. She stopped begging." Her voice dropped. "And she started fighting back."

"She was eleven the first time she broke another omega’s arm," Maela went on. "By thirteen, no one dared touch her. Not because she had protection—but because they feared what she’d do. She grew fierce. Quiet. Hard. She taught herself how to survive. How to endure."

She looked at the alphas now, and her gaze was nothing short of fire.

"But Alpha Eirik wasn’t done with her. No. If anything, her strength made him hate her more. Because she wouldn’t yield. Wouldn’t cry. And definitely wouldn’t give in to his demand."

Kael had turned away, his back to the room, breathing raggedly. Luca’s eyes were glassy. Aeron stood rooted, unreadable, but every muscle in his body screamed tension.

"So he started beating her," Maela said softly. "With his fists. With a whip. Whenever something went wrong in his pack—he blamed her. And when she still didn’t scream..."

She looked down.

"...he would aim for an even crueler method."

A moment passed in silence.

"She never cried," Maela said. "She never asked me for help. Not once. Just held onto her mother’s words, clung to them like armor."

"And then one day, everything changed again."

voice grew

had ordered her to

blood

felt it—something was wrong. She begged me not to make her go, but there was

to the four of

celebration... was

A dead silence fell.

Aeron’s breath caught.

turned slowly, his

opened—but no words

as if she were

night," she whispered.

smiled faintly, but it was a smile wrapped in

I kept thinking—what would happen to her in a different territory? In a place

last word. The alphas stood

his palm to his mouth. Aeron was silent,

a man who had lost his

Maela went on.

she came back... gods," she

The silence deepened.

burst through the door like sunlight. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glowing. There was a sparkle

shone

to me. Just threw her arms around me and cried. But they were not tears of pain. Not

trembling smile

I think I found my crush. I think... I’ve fallen in

sharp breath. His knees almost

heart beat for the first time," Maela murmured, voice cracking with emotion. "Like someone who’d only known darkness and suddenly caught a glimpse of

old woman paused, placing a hand

the music, and the beauty of the celebration. But mostly... about how everyone looked at her. She said, ’Mammy, they looked at me like I was a little bird who could fly across the world. They

away, his jaw clenched

Kael’s shoulders were shaking.

Silver Dawn.

let out a choked sound, barely

straight

whispered. "A small smile. The

lifted, and their