The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Coven

Kieran’s POV ~

When Selene left the room to take the call, the silence pressed on me. It was sudden and heavy. A hollow ache spread inside, like she was walking away forever. Sadness gripped me without warning, and I hated how quickly it made me feel sad.

I did not want to be alone.

But then she came back. Her steps were light, but her eyes... her eyes were looking at me with something I could not name. My heart jolted once, hard, but I kept my face calm as always. Calm was easier than truth.

She asked softly, almost too casually, about the party at Sara’s house. Her parents had invited me, but did I want to go or not?

Her words struck me harder than they should have. Did she really mean it? To bring me there? I knew well that the coven never allowed outsiders unless there was trust. Trust was rare and dangerous. And yet, her question meant she trusted me.

The thought unsettled me. It burned in my chest.

She hesitated then, quickly adding that if I was busy, I didn’t have to go. Her tone carried nerves, as though she was afraid of my answer.

Before she could even finish, I heard my own voice cutting through. "No. I will go."

The words came sharp, without pause, and the look on her face showed surprise. But I could not take them back. I did not want to.

But then she suddenly asked a question that sent a jolt of fear through me—where was my car? Panic gripped me, but I lied, and relief washed

me with a small smile and said she wanted to stop at a mall. Her voice was light, but

only nodded, saying nothing, and watched as she stepped out. I stayed in the car, leaning back against the seat, staring through the windshield. My

this time, she was different. She had

slipped back inside, my heart almost stopped. The new clothes framed her in a way I had not seen before. Fresh, neat, and soft against her skin. Her hair fell free,

me shifted

could not stop staring at her. Every detail—her fingers brushing her hair behind her ear, the faint smile on her lips, the way she adjusted her seatbelt—it all

and unsteady.

you. Don’t let her slip away. Claim

caught in my

mind could even stop it. From last night to now, my thoughts had been running wild and restless, and now,

Panic shot through me.

forcing myself to sit straighter to make sure she noticed nothing unusual. The movement

face.

looked so radiant beside me, yet all I could think about was how weak I was becoming. How easily she could unmake me with nothing but her presence. It felt humiliated by the way my body betrayed me, but even worse was the way my

window, pretending to be calm, but inside

dare