The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Drunken Confessions

Selene’s POV~

I was stunned by myself. I never wanted to do it, but somehow his tears had shaken me. Without knowing, my hand had gone up to wipe them away. The moment I realized, I quickly pulled my hand back. My face burned with embarrassment.

I raised my eyes and forced my voice to be steady.

"Alpha, you are drunk. You should go and rest."

For a second, I thought he would say something more. But he didn’t. He only sighed heavily and threw his arm back against the chair.

"Yeah. I am drunk. I really need rest. Can you drop me to my room?"

His words stunned me. My heart stopped for a beat. I didn’t want to go anywhere with him. I didn’t want to face him any longer. I was already afraid of how much I was losing control of myself.

But before I could even refuse, he stood up. His steps were unsteady, his body leaning side to side. Then he stumbled straight into me. His strong arm fell heavy on my shoulder, his head dropping as if he had no strength left.

"Take me to my room," he muttered with his rough voice.

I clenched my teeth, catching his weight before he fell to the floor. My hands gripped his arm, steadying him though my whole body wanted to shove him away.

If you cannot tolerate it, why drink so much? I grumbled in my head.

His weight was unbearable. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. It made me wonder just how much he had drunk. It was supposed to be his welcoming feast, yet here he was...like a broken man drowning himself.

All of them were too busy with their drinks and games. For a moment, I wished someone would stop me, take him away,

step. The path toward the alpha quarter felt endless. Each step made me more tired and more angry. He leaned all

and run away. But I

I didn’t even care which room was his. I just opened the first door I could and dragged him inside.

I could step

I froze.

strong even in his drunken state. His eyes were

go. Stay

wrist tightly. I tried to pull away, but

not to sound too sharp. "Let

found something funny. He mumbled something I couldn’t

in frustration. This man. He was acting drunk, but I could tell he wasn’t fully gone. He knew I wanted to leave, and that was

he didn’t answer. He only moved again, this time laying his head on the

I didn’t dare move. His hair brushed against my hand,

off, I wanted to run away. But seeing him like this—his face relaxed, his eyes closed, all the sharpness gone, something inside me faltered. He looked nothing like the man everyone feared.

lip. My heart was racing for no

like that. His grip slowly loosened, though he didn’t

I reminded myself.

sitting stiffly by his side, while he leaned against me as if he had finally found a little

and I thought maybe he had fallen asleep.

it was only a faint sound. A soft breath that broke unevenly. Then his chest shook, and