The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 100: Chapter 100: The Strongest in the Room

The voices of the alphas grew louder, some even standing as they shouted at him. Their anger filled the hall, the weight of their power pressing down on him, trying to force him to bend.

But Aeron did not move.

Suddenly, he lifted his head. His eyes, sharp and cold, cut through the noise. The chilling glare froze the air in the hall. The shouting stopped.

Even the older alphas flinched at that look, their voices dying in their throats. The alpha heirs, who just moments ago had stood tall with arrogance, quickly lowered their eyes to the ground. Their fists clenched tight, their jaws stiff with anger.

They hated it. They hated him. But they knew the truth. The bastard sitting before them was still the strongest one in this hall. If he wished, he could rip them apart in seconds.

And worse, this was only him. If his brothers were here—if all four of them stood together—then it would not just be defeat for the others. It would be doom.

The hall fell into silence. No one dared to speak. Aeron’s glare alone had crushed their pride.

Aeron looked down at the people in front of him, his voice steady but sharp.

"Don’t blame me," he said coldly. "It’s not my fault that your pack house is so unsafe. Anyone can walk in and leave as they please."

The words hit hard. The faces of the alphas darkened instantly. Some bold alphas slammed their fists on the table, some bared their teeth, anger rising like fire.

"You—!" one alpha growled, his voice shaking with rage.

But before he could say more, Aeron leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. His tone was mocking, yet calm enough to sting.

someone just enter your so-called protected packhouse and throw a gas bomb inside?" Aeron sneered. "And not only that—every single alpha in there was blinded, stripped of their own scenting capabilities. Do you even

tightened. Some glanced at each other,

offering them yourself in your pack house," Aeron continued, his lips curling into a cold smile. "Tell me, how could it

deep. The silence that followed

His eyes swept across the room, and wherever they landed, alphas flinched and shifted uncomfortably. Some looked away, and some

They wanted to throw all the blame at him, to push the responsibility on his shoulders. But

they knew

shame. They wanted to call him the one who lost the wit, but in

"But still it cannot change the fact that it was you

eyes turned colder than ice. He tilted his

because of me," he said slowly, "I wouldn’t give

froze. His words sank like stone,

anger turned into quiet fear. None of them dared to

His face was red, his chest rising and falling as he struggled to keep his composure. It was his pack house Aeron was ridiculing. Every word from Aeron felt like a direct

anger. He wanted nothing more than to stand up and strike this arrogant bastard who dared speak so

strongest alphas—no one had ever dared talk to him like this. Yet now, he could

digging into his palms, but he stayed frozen, unable to find words

suddenly, another voice

"Enough."

deep, steady, and carried weight. All eyes turned. It was

chair back slightly and leaned forward. His glare