The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 60

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 quieter. Heavy.

me Alpha Eirik had ordered her to dress up. Said he was taking her to a

looked up slowly, blood draining from

why he wanted her there, but she felt it—something was wrong. She begged me not to make her go, but there was nothing

the four of

that celebration... was yours.

A dead silence fell.

Aeron’s breath caught.

turned slowly, his

opened—but no

distant now, as if she were seeing a memory unfold

that night," she whispered.

faintly, but it was a

a different territory? In a place where she had no one? What if she didn’t come back? What if she was used, hurt, or

last word. The alphas stood

now. Luca was pressing his palm to

man who

Maela went on.

she came back... gods," she whispered,

The silence deepened.

her eyes glowing. There was a sparkle

shone now too,

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

trembling smile touched

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

in a sharp breath. His knees almost

had just heard her heart beat for the first time," Maela murmured, voice cracking with emotion. "Like someone

old woman paused, placing a hand to her

looked at me like I was a little bird who could fly across the world. They didn’t see me as a burden. They didn’t see

his jaw clenched

Kael’s shoulders were shaking.

was born in Silver Dawn. Maybe

out a choked sound,

straight at

name," she whispered. "A small smile. The kind that only comes when someone

head lifted, and

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