The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 140

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: The Intoxicating Scent

Cyrus looked at her with a deadpan expression, his eyes hard and cold, while Sara trembled under his gaze, trying to make herself smaller and hide as much as possible.

But he was not taking any of the hints to leave her alone. No, he could not. Not when his chest was restless, not when his mind was screaming for answers, and not when his wolf inside him was tearing him apart.

Just last night, he had been wandering in the pack ground when suddenly he caught it... a scent.

It was familiar, so familiar, yet unlike anything else he had ever known. A scent so intoxicating, so deep, it wrapped around him like chains of silk. It pulled him in, closer and closer, until he was submerged completely, like his body was no longer his own.

The scent crawled into his skin, slipped into his blood, and made him relax in a way he had never relaxed before. Every breath, every inhale, only made him crave more.

He wanted it. No—he needed it.

And when he was lost in his thoughts, he suddenly heard a whisper. It was from his wolf, Alex.

"Mate."

Cyrus froze. His blood ran cold, then hot, then wild. His chest tightened. His breath caught. His eyes widened in disbelief.

Mate.

He had found his mate.

His whole body trembled at the word, at the thought. He could not believe it. For so long, he had buried the hope, telling himself fate was cruel, that the Moon Goddess had forgotten him. And yet here it was. His mate. His true fated mate.

happiness. He was already imagining how she would look, how she would speak, and how she would behave with him. He did not care about anything else. She was his. Made

wolf growled in his head, demanding to run faster or to give him the control so he could chase her with all his

Cyrus gritted his teeth. No. He wanted to be the one to meet her first. He could not let his grumpy wolf take over and scare her away with

strength in his body, his heart beating so fast it felt like it would tear

suddenly his

The scent was fading.

but still, the scent slipped further and further away, like

and fear. His pace increased, but no matter how fast he went, the

It disappeared.

as

searched the surroundings. His nose flared, desperate to catch even the faintest

could it just disappear? How could something vanish

madness. His eyes darted everywhere, scanning the shadows, the wind, and the dirt, hoping

And then...

He saw her.

with slow

had even approached her and cornered her. But even then, something hadn’t matched. The scent was not the same. Her scent was

trembling

was not the same as the one that had intoxicated

and hope. He wanted to grab her, shake her, and demand the truth. Had she

eyes, and the more his heart twisted. He knew he was scaring her.

he

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