The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Family?

Serena’s POV

His words...then you are still my daughter, still a Lycan. They stayed in my chest for a long time, like a small fire that warmed me from the inside.

At first, I had not been sure about him at all. I was only going with him because of my mother. After all, how could someone suddenly accept a father who appeared in their life after being gone for almost all of it?

I thought it would be impossible. I thought I would never feel anything for him.

But now... after hearing those words, something inside me softened. My heart fluttered, even if only a little, and I no longer felt so resistant to going to the werewolves’ territory. Instead, I began to look forward to it.

Most importantly, I did not feel like I would be completely alone anymore. Maybe... maybe he really would be like a protective figure, like what a father is supposed to be. Maybe he would protect me too.

After that, the journey was not so awkward. Even when we were silent, it no longer felt heavy. It passed smoothly, as if we had already taken a small step closer to each other.

We traveled for a whole day, and finally, the car stopped.

When I looked out of the window, my eyes widened in shock. A huge palace stood in front of us. It was so grand and shining that for a moment I forgot how to breathe. I had never imagined something like this could exist in this world.

My knowledge about Lycans was very limited. All I knew was that there was a king above every wolf. I had never cared about these things before. But now... seeing this palace, hearing the word "royalty," I could not stop myself from wondering what Lycans truly were and how much stronger they were compared to normal Alphas.

their heads and let us pass. The car drove inside, and the

rushed to the other side to open mine. But before he could, my father himself walked around to open

I stepped out, nervous because it was my first time

out, my eyes fell on a young man who had been waiting at the entrance. His whole body carried power. His

my father. He greeted him warmly. "Uncle, you are

the moment his gaze landed

a second before daring

anything bad from him. Strangely, I had a good

called my father "uncle," I immediately understood who he was. He must

him everywhere like a little shadow. So it made sense that he would be this happy to see

And I was right.

small nod and then turned toward me. "Meet her,"

young man’s eyes went wide. So wide they almost popped out of his face. His mouth opened and

lived his whole life alone, without a mate,

lowered my eyes, feeling heat in my

something. His face had not changed at all. Not even a little. He looked the same as always—stoic, calm,

cold toward me or my mother. He was just like this with everyone. Even with this

the young man found his voice. "Uncle... your daughter?