The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 111: Chapter 111: A Wish for a Real Home

Selene’s POV ~

We walked side by side down the quiet path until Sara’s house finally came into view. It was a tall, bright building with flowers blooming in pots by the door, and before we could even reach the steps, the front door swung open.

Sara came running out first, her long hair flying behind her, followed closely by Aswin and Rael. The moment Sara saw me, her face lit up.

"Selena!" she cried, throwing her arms around me before I could say anything. I stumbled a little but hugged her back, warmth rushing into my chest.

"You’re so late," she scolded lightly, pulling away but still holding onto my hand. "Mom has been cooking since morning...so much delicious food, just for this! And now you’re finally here."

Her eyes flicked past me, and when they landed on Kieran, she blinked before breaking into another bright smile.

"Oh...and you brought Kieran too. That’s good! Now we can all enjoy it together. Mom will be so happy. She’s been saying she wants to meet you for so long, since she’s only seen you maybe twice."

Her voice carried that same unshakable excitement, words tumbling one after another without pause.

Behind her, Aswin and Rael stopped on the steps. They didn’t rush forward like Sara but stood still, their eyes fixed on Kieran. They nodded politely, but their gazes sharpened, scanning him from head to toe as though they were weighing him, testing him without a word.

Kieran only inclined his head slightly in return, calm as always, but I noticed the way their attention lingered.

My chest tightened.

Before they could say anything, I quickly stepped forward, placing myself between them and him. I forced a smile and spoke in a brisk tone. "Let’s not stand outside. Come on, we should go in. Your mom must be waiting."

but I

her arm with mine, chattering all the way.

spices and freshly baked bread filled the air. Sara’s mother

their faces was

exclaimed, hurrying forward to embrace me. Her arms were soft, and the warmth of her presence brought me back to childhood memories when I used to be hugged by my mother. "You’ve grown so much. Look at you, blooming more and

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a guest," he said warmly. "Welcome, son. Make yourself at home. Anyone who comes with Selena is

inclined his head again politely, his calm mask

sit," Sara’s mother said, ushering us toward the table. "We’ve prepared so much food, all your favorites, Selena. Sara talks about you every

do

looked at all of them. The house felt warm, filled with light

Kieran, I saw the faintest flicker in his eyes. He wasn’t looking at anyone in particular, he was

I wondered quietly, without saying it aloud...what was he thinking, sitting

my gaze lingered on her parents. They were kind, smiling warmly, and speaking to us without a trace of distance or formality. I

ordinary. Male witches rarely held strong powers, and his magic was faint, no stronger than a candle flame compared to

his voice calm, his eyes full of patience. He had chosen to live quietly, and I could see that choice

woman, was the opposite—bright, warm, and endlessly open. She had left her world behind and joined

that she was surrounded by witches, nor did she seek anything more than the love she had found. Looking at her, I understood why Sara always carried that same

then there was

greater than most. A child of two worlds, a hybrid, but nothing

blessing, not a burden. I could see now why everyone called her gifted. She had inherited