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.

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 understand how ridiculous that

moment. Every alpha’s jaw tightened. Some glanced

same as you tying ribbons on yourself and offering them yourself in your pack house," Aeron continued, his lips curling into a cold smile. "Tell me, how could it be possible that someone sneaks into your territory and you

words cut deep. The silence that followed was

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

the blame at him, to push the responsibility on his shoulders. But none

they knew

They wanted to call him the one who lost the wit, but in their hearts,

fact that it was you who had lost the witch; the witch

than ice. He tilted his head slightly, his lips

me," he said slowly, "I wouldn’t give you a chance

hall froze. His words sank like stone, leaving

alphas paled. Their anger turned into quiet fear. None of them dared

Alpha Marcus was the most furious. 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

through him, and his jaw twitched with anger. He wanted nothing more than to stand up and strike this arrogant bastard who dared speak so bluntly in front of

like this. Yet now, he could do nothing. The shame burned more

but he stayed frozen, unable to find

voice rose

"Enough."

eyes turned.

pushed his chair back slightly and