The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Trapped... or Trapping?

Selene’s eyes swept the room once more, her chest tightening. There were eight Alphas... and five Alpha heirs inside.

She knew her combat skills were strong, stronger than most wolves could ever dream of, but she was not foolish enough to think she could take them all head-on. Not like this. Not when every one of them carried the strength of a pack behind their blood.

Her nails dug into her palm as she took a step back into the shadows. No Alpha would win here. Only her true strength could.

The power of her blood.

Slowly, she let the energy stir within her, a current that burned cold and hot all at once, rising from the very core of her heart.

The air thickened as the spell whispered across her lips. It was a spell even powerful people will succumb to. They will lose control of their body and will and fall into deep sleep.

One by one, the Alphas’ voices faltered. Their laughter starts dying. Eyes rolled back, limbs heavy, bodies slumped into their chairs like puppets with cut strings. Even the heirs, so young yet filled with pride, collapsed in silence, their goblets falling with a dull clang to the polished floor.

The room fell quiet.

Selene exhaled slowly, her body trembling from the strain of the spell, but her resolve did not waver. She stepped inside at last, her gaze fixed not on the Alphas but on the line of witches that were still chained like cattle. Their weak breaths and trembling bodies drove her forward. She reached for the nearest girl, fingers brushing against the cold iron binding her wrists...

And then she froze.

There was a sudden move behind her.

The hairs on her neck rose a second before it happened.

behind her, followed by the scrape of a chair against the floor.

the Alpha

like coals as he rose to his feet, his lips curling into a twisted smile. "A witch dares..." His voice was rough, cruel, and

with him...no, not only him there was something wrong with all

knew something had terribly gone bad; she needed to get out of here, but just as she decided to jump out from the

gaze was fixed on her. Selene’s power burst from her hand in a blinding arc, knocking him back into the table, but before she could breathe, the others began to stir. Her spell, strong as it was, was unraveling. One by one, the Alphas growled at her in

realized what was wrong in the room; they have

Her blood ran cold.

combined strength filling the chamber with a suffocating weight.

there were too

her power, she couldn’t defeat all of them, who were giving their

chained witches whimpered in fear, and Selene’s heart thundered as the circle around her

Cold metal snapped around her

eyes widened, breath seizing as a violent chill tore through her veins. Her magic faltered, slipping away from

An enchanted cuff.

chest went hollow with

made to block a witch’s power, and the irony is that

broke from her lips, like she couldn’t believe it

away, but another Alpha seized her other arm, snapping the second cuff into

runes flared. Her vision blurred. Her knees almost buckled as

the truth crashed