The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 128

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Back to the Silver Dawn Pack

Selene’s POV~

The wolves left us in front of the Omega Quarters. Their paws struck the dirt one last time before they shifted back into their human forms. One of them looked at us only briefly before speaking to the head maid.

"These two will stay here. It’s the Alpha’s order."

That was all. No further questions, no room for protest. The words were final, like stones dropped into a river, sinking deep beyond reach.

The wolves walked away, their powerful steps fading into the night.

And just like that, I was standing again in the very place I once swore I would never return to.

The Omega Head Maid glanced at us, her expression unreadable. She was older, her hair streaked with gray, her posture still rigid with discipline. I remembered that look... how she measured everyone with her eyes, how nothing escaped her notice.

For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. My chest tightened, and the air around me felt too heavy, pressing down.

The sight of the stone walls, the light flickering in the dark, the faint hum of voices and footsteps—it all clawed at me with memory.

I had walked these halls before. I had eaten in this courtyard, slept behind these walls. I had once cried here, bled here. And after everything... here I was again.

Fate is cruel.

around myself, fighting the trembling in my hands. I could not let it

brushing mine, her eyes darting everywhere. She was nervous, but she did not know the weight of this place like I did. To

through my thoughts, firm


silently, stepping past the

set foot in the Silver Dawn pack again. I never thought I would breathe this

I closed my eyes

I was not here to

my goal—for the truth, for justice, for my mother. For everything that

no choice. I had to overcome this, because only here could I find what

cage once. But now... it was the

not leave until I had what I

overwhelmed she was. Her eyes kept darting around, trying to take in every wall, every corner, every

her arms tightly across her chest, her steps small and cautious. Curiosity and nervousness mixed in her

the head maid down a narrow path that led deeper inside. Her steps were brisk, her chin raised,

over us in a rather unpleasant way. I could feel the weight of her

in a tone that carried


wasn’t a question born of interest... it was suspicion. I knew she already sensed it.

just like a terrified human girl would. "W-We... we asked for a place

twisted into a snort, and

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