The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 124: Chapter 124: The Curse of the Mate (02)

His hands shook as he gathered her into his arms, pulling her close as if he could will warmth back into her body.

"Mother... please..." The words cracked out of him like a dying flame. His shoulders heaved, his cries tearing through the room, raw and unrestrained.

He stood there helpless, watching his Alpha and friend break apart in front of him, clutching his mother’s body as his sobs echoed against the stone.

And for the first time, he feared Kael would never come back from this—that a part of him had died right there with her.

The walls were closing in on them.

He could hear the growls and the bloodthirsty fight that was going on outside to hunt them down, and he knew they didn’t have much time.

Her father’s warriors were everywhere, circling, waiting for the signal to strike them down. He knew if they stayed another heartbeat, they would all die there. And yet Kael did not move.

Kael was still on his knees, clutching his mother’s lifeless body, his face buried against her hair as if he could breathe her back to life. His shoulders shook with every ragged cry, and the sight of him... his friend in all but blood tore him open.

"Kael!" he hissed, shaking him by the shoulders. "We have to go! Now!"

under his skin, a storm so wild he thought Kael would explode, but still he

the link from their Alpha thundered again desperately. He knew their Alpha had already lost. Take the

body, ignoring his cries as Kael struggled against him. His fingers clawed at the ground, reaching back for her, but

in his hold, his strength nearly

look. Bloodthirsty and shattered. Kael’s gaze burned like molten steel, his lips curled back

his voice low and venomous, shaking with fury. "Until I am alive... you will pay for killing my

the air like a curse,

a statue, her face unreadable, her eyes empty. She didn’t blink, didn’t flinch, and didn’t even breathe faster at his threat. She looked at him as though his rage was nothing more than the buzzing of an insect,

more than the blood on his hands. For the first time, he saw Kael lose himself completely. Kael’s chest heaved, his eyes burned red, and inside him he could feel it... a fire had

backward step by step, as warriors closed in on all sides. "Kael! We can’t stay!

of bodies pouring into the hall. He dragged him, Kael’s heels scraping the stone,

into vengeance, when the boy he

time had passed, everything had changed—yet

friend was slowly being consumed by the grief of losing his mate. He did not even understand how

written, and he was

was that no future held

him, but just like the past few minutes, Kael did not answer.