The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: The Lycan’s Promise ll

Maximus’s POV~

After I met Elara, everything else faded. The wars, the throne, even my betrothal... all of it lost meaning the moment she walked into my life. She was my truth, my soul, my mate. And once I knew her, there was no one else.

The eldest daughter, the one I had been promised to, slipped into the shadows of my mind. I could no longer see her as my future, not when Elara was before me.

How could I marry another when my mate was still here? How could I choose duty over the bond that tied me to her?

I told myself it was just a political marriage. Nothing more. Something arranged by others to bind bloodlines and seal peace. But how could I give my life to that when fate had chosen differently? Wouldn’t such a choice ruin all three of us? Me, Elara, and her sister?

I tried... gods, I tried... to break it. I even offered another way. I told them she could marry my younger brother instead, that she deserved someone who would give her his whole heart, not half of one already bound elsewhere. But she refused.

The eldest daughter would not hear of it. She was steadfast, unyielding. And that was when I realized the truth... she had fallen for me and was hell-bent on becoming my bride.

It cut me deeper than any blade. I never wanted to hurt her. I never wanted to break her heart. But fate had drawn us into this cruel knot, and there was no easy way out.

Elara saw it too. And it broke her.

My mate, my other half, could not bear to watch her sister suffer. Even though the bond between us burned like fire, even though I could see in her eyes that she wanted me as desperately as I wanted her, she turned away.

She chose to sacrifice herself rather than

we were mates, that this bond was greater than any vow, any throne, any law. But she only shook her head with tears in her eyes

Her words shattered me.

break hearts or play games. It was all fate... fate that mocked me, fate that

arrogant prince who betrayed a promise. The selfish alpha who ruined a sister’s heart. The devil who chose desire

power, my crown—if only I could take Elara far away from it all. If only I could keep her by my side. I was ready to abandon it all.

fate was merciless. Instead of granting us peace, it

me. A curse that locked me in twenty years of darkness and silence. A curse that made me wander with nothing but memories to

of it all, I lost

all because

opened my eyes slowly, dragging myself back from the weight of the past. My chest rose and fell with a long, rough breath. Memories could not help me now. I

gone. Finally,

I wanted

out of the chair, my hands clenching into fists. The curse had kept me away from her, forcing me to wander endlessly, never able to take a step

would burn through me like fire, throwing me back. That was the punishment of

now? Now nothing

lifted was search for her. Elara. My

rumor, every faint trace of her presence. Her name was like a shadow, slipping through my fingers no matter how hard I tried to hold it. But