The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 71: Chapter 71: The Wolf’s Despair

Selene’s POV~

The wolf did not answer me and instead looked like I was talking to him in a language he couldn’t understand. A sigh escapes my lips, realizing it is really useless to ask him.

It’s better if I go back to my place; staying here is not safe.

"Alright," I muttered, brushing the dirt from my cloak as I stood. "That’s it. I’ve done my good deed for the night. Now go back to your home, where you came from."

But he didn’t move.

Instead, he wobbled to his paws—still shaky, but stubborn—and padded after me as I turned away. His claws clicked softly against the roots and stones, his tiny paws barely making a sound, but I could feel him trailing me like a shadow.

I stopped. Spun around and narrowed my eyes at his clumsy attempt.

He froze instantly, ears perked, tail swishing once before drooping under my glare.

"You’re seriously following me?"

A tiny whine.

I sighed, dragging a hand down my face. "Unbelievable. Do you think I have time to babysit some wolf? I barely have time to keep myself alive."

He tilted his head, tongue peeking out as though mocking me. My jaw clenched.

"Fine. Do what you want. But you won’t find me so amusing when you get caught in one of the traps I left behind."

darkly, hoping it would be scared and run away. But he’s just a normal

up. A minute passed. Then two.

let him stay. Attachments were

I let my cloak drape me entirely, weaving threads of illusion around me. My form shimmered, the night swallowing me whole until I was

little wolf blinked and stumbled to a stop. His nose twitched frantically as he sniffed the air, spinning

tiny head

the commanding call of a grown wolf, but a thin, wavering sound...broken, uncertain, echoing into the forest like

mid-step, hidden a few paces away. The sound clawed at something buried deep in me, something I didn’t want

lowering himself onto the ground. His little tail curled tight around his body as he stared at the empty patch of forest where I’d just been standing, eyes wide

fists, nails

my bones as I saw his lonely figure. Get a grip, Selene. How could you show attachment to a wolf you only

I forced myself to keep moving, my ears caught the faintest sound—the wolf giving another soft, broken howl

wolf," I whispered, more to myself

with that, I vanished into the trees, leaving his cries to fade behind me like

quiet again. My cloak’s enchantments had carried me far enough that even the faint echoes of the wolf’s

less I thought about

invisible thread tied me to that ridiculous little creature. My chest was still tender, though the searing pain from

I hated it.

human society, my small house came into view, tucked away where even the nosiest wolf couldn’t sniff it out.

lips pressed thin. That wasn’t

neither was

at the beams of moonlight bleeding in through the windows. Sleep dragged at me, heavier than