The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 130

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Blood of the same blood.

Selene’s POV~

For one long heartbeat, his eyes were locked on mine.

I thought he would keep staring, that he had found me the way I had found him.

But then, suddenly, he looked away.

His gaze turned cold, and he did not look back at me again. It was as if I were no one. As if I wasn’t worth even a second glance.

The weight of his eyes lifted from me, and I felt both relief and a sharp sting deep inside my chest. He had seen me and then chosen to dismiss me.

His face hardened. He’s focused again on the warriors standing in front of him now, not me. His whole stance screamed danger. His eyes narrowed with such a chilly power that even the strongest men in front of him shifted uneasily. He looked ready to tear them apart if they did not obey him.

My body stiffened. I didn’t know why, but my heart beat strangely. A feeling I had never known before rose in me as I stared at him.

He was a man definitely in his early forties, strong and unshaken. His clothes were simple, not fine like nobles wore, but his presence was heavy and commanding, as if his aura alone could command all of them.

He didn’t look very old, but I knew at once he must be past forty. That was the kind of strength that only time could forge.

And then I saw it...what shook me more than anything else.

His hair.

of dark ash shining through. So

hard. If someone looked at us side by side, they might


felt a chill crawl down my spine. My thoughts spun wildly, refusing to settle. I was sure I had never seen

if he was

the man I had never met and never heard from my mother, the man I had searched everywhere

thought was bold. Dangerous. But

so hard to bury. The pain,

stood in front of me,

not know what to

not know what

skirt as the weight of the man’s

like invisible chains wrapping around everyone’s lungs, pressing harder with every breath

heart thudded painfully, my mind racing. Who was

his presence had been good, it had never felt like this. Not even the Lycan king had carried such a

was different. Something else. Something far


thoughts, and I turned just as Aeron stepped into view. His face was dark as a black pot, and behind him

at the sight of them. I forced myself to stay still, to hide the tremor in my hands, and

warriors moved aside instantly, clearing the way

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