The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: One Year Later

One Year Later~

The night smelled of smoke and rain. Somewhere beyond the narrow streets, music pounded, heavy and relentless, from a pub that glittered like a lighthouse in the dark. Inside, laughter rose and fell in waves, drunken shouts clashing with the humming of loud music, which was enough to deafen any sane person.

At a small table near the back, a girl sat with one leg crossed over the other, swirling the amber liquid in her glass without drinking it.

She wore a dress the color of midnight, one shoulder bare, silver chains glinting faintly against her pale collarbone. Her hair fell like a river of ink down her back, but the dim light caught hints of something almost alluring in the strands.

She looked harmless, even pretty.

Which was exactly why the arrogant heir thought she was his for the taking.

"Well," a deep, smug voice sounded through the music. "Look at you, baby. Alone in a place like this? That’s dangerous."

The Alpha heir stepped into her space like he owned it; he was tall and broad, with the kind of cocky smirk that had probably worked on a hundred other women. His friends, lounging nearby, were already grinning, sensing a show.

"Come with us," he drawled, leaning close enough that his expensive cologne curled into her senses. "We’ll show you a real good time."

The girl tilted her head and smiled like she was flattered by his words. "My Alpha..." she murmured, voice curling with something sweet enough to rot. "Don’t you think this place is too crowded? I’m... shy." Her lashes lowered, a faint flush of pink blooming on her cheeks. "Let’s go somewhere else."

The crowd near the bar erupted in low whistles and cheers, egging the Alpha on. His ego swelled, pride gleaming in his eyes. "That’s my girl," he chuckled, motioning for his friends to stay put. "Just us, baby."

He followed her like a wolf tracking prey, too confident to notice that he was being led.

She slipped through the haze of the crowd, her hips swaying just enough to keep his gaze locked. Then, without warning, she veered toward the back hall.

going this way?

her shoulder, that smile still sugar-sweet. "Alpha... I

anticipation. "You’re trouble, aren’t you?" he said with a cocky smirk, already

door open and stepping into the

door hadn’t even swung shut before a blur of movement crashed into him; a heavy kick slammed into his ribs with enough force to send him sprawling to

wheezed, clutching his

and hooded, boot planted firmly on the ground

rage flared. "Bitch! Do you have any

hot. His pride flared sharper

flirting with me," she said, feigning outrage as she twirled

explode between his legs as a third kick landed with surgical

you—" he choked,

voice cut him

as darkness rushed

hooded figure straightened, pocketing

you’re always so cool! Make me your

almost too beautiful for the dim alley. Striking silver hair spilled over her shoulders, catching

before his friends come looking. We

playfully.

the mouth of the alley when

were

curved, but there was no warmth in the expression—only the sharp edge of a blade. "Tch...

cold enough to

back, nervous. "Then