The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 71

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."

a good person; I kill your kind," I said darkly, hoping it

this time. His small legs scrambled to keep up. A minute passed. Then two. He was

chest softened, but I forced it back down. No. I couldn’t let him stay. Attachments were a luxury I couldn’t afford—not to a wolf,

entirely, weaving threads of illusion around me. My form shimmered,

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

tiny head and

call of a grown wolf, but a thin, wavering sound...broken, uncertain, echoing into

few paces away. The sound clawed at something buried deep in me, something

out, lowering himself onto the ground. His little tail curled tight around his body

nails

lonely figure.

wolf giving another soft, broken howl into the night,

I whispered, more to myself than to him. "Don’t look for

that, I vanished into the trees, leaving his cries

enough that even the faint echoes of the wolf’s howls couldn’t reach me

The less I thought about

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

I hated it.

into view, tucked away where even the nosiest wolf couldn’t sniff it out. I dropped my cloak over

pressed thin. That

was that

I lay down on my bed, staring at the beams of moonlight bleeding in through the windows. Sleep dragged at me, heavier than I’d

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