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!"

maybe he did, but he couldn’t let go. His hands tightened around her, desperate, refusing to surrender. His wolf raged under his skin, a storm so wild

their Alpha thundered again desperately. He knew their Alpha had already lost. Take the heirs! Get them out

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

his strength nearly ripping him apart. "Let me go! I’ll kill her! I swear I’ll rip her

look. Bloodthirsty and shattered. Kael’s gaze burned like molten steel, his lips curled back in a snarl that was half man, half

for this, Selene," Kael growled, his voice low and venomous, shaking

like a curse, a promise

empty. She didn’t blink, didn’t flinch, and didn’t even breathe faster at his threat. She looked at him as though his

Kael lose himself completely. Kael’s chest heaved, his eyes burned red, and inside him he could feel it... a fire

grip, hauling Kael backward step by step, as warriors closed in on all sides. "Kael! We can’t stay! You’ll die here! Think

but his strength was nothing against the tide of bodies pouring into the hall. He dragged him, Kael’s heels scraping the stone, his

night grief hardened into vengeance, when the boy he knew was burned

so much time had passed, everything had changed—yet they were at the same place and in the same

slowly being consumed by the grief of losing his mate. He did not even understand how the moon goddess could grant Kael a mate

and he was no

only hope was that no future held more pain

not answer.