The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 182: Chapter 182: The Note

After a while, Serena found herself slipping away from the crowd. The laughter and the loud music were too much, so she moved toward a quieter corner near the bar.

She didn’t want to drink anything strong. The people here were already half drunk, laughing like they had no worries. But she couldn’t afford that. Not tonight. She ordered something soft... just a light drink, enough to keep her hands busy.

As she took a slow sip, her thoughts drifted again to the three names she had found. She knew these three names were very important to her—Alpha Drevan! Alpha Corvus! And... Alpha Merek.

She whispered the names under her breath like a child trying to remember a spell. Those names meant something. They had to. Maybe they were clues or people connected to the truth she was searching for.

She sighed, staring into her glass. "I have to find them," she murmured.

With that thought, she decided to move again. She started mingling through the crowd, pretending to be just another guest. Every now and then, she smiled politely or nodded when someone looked her way.

When she reached the counter again, she leaned slightly forward and caught the bartender’s attention. "Hey," she said softly, "do you know who Alpha Drevan is?"

The man paused, clearly surprised. His hands stopped mid-motion as he wiped a glass. Then, slowly, he looked up at her. "Girl," he said with a half-smile, "you must be new here."

Serena blinked. "Why do you say that?"

He gave a small laugh. "Because everyone knows Alpha Drevan. He’s one of the Alphas of the Werewolf Council. If there’s anyone you should never cross, it’s him."

Her heart skipped a beat. "I knew that," she said quickly, trying to sound casual. "I just don’t know where he usually stays. I was just asking, you know, casually."

The bartender raised a brow but didn’t press further. "He comes here sometimes," he said after a pause. "Not often. But when he does, everyone knows it. The place goes silent."

Serena smiled faintly and thanked him before turning back toward the crowd. She tried to act calm, but inside her chest, her heart was racing.

So, Alpha Drevan was real. And he was someone important... powerful enough that even a simple question about him drew attention.

She moved back into the crowd again, listening carefully to passing conversations, hoping someone would mention one of the other names she had written.

She tried to look calm, but inside she felt uneasy. Everyone seemed to know each other, while she felt like an outsider who had stepped into a world that didn’t belong to her.

almost gave up hope of finding anything useful. But just then, a sudden noise spread through the

Drevan is here!" someone

changed. People started turning their heads, whispering to each other. Serena

she

lucky day!" one of them said. "Prince Vaelen is here, and now Alpha Drevan has arrived too.

should call my father here too. He can’t miss this opportunity. All the big

kept echoing in her head...

of the

didn’t have to speak

told her that

Alpha Drevan.

same man, smiling brightly with cruel eyes. That face had been carved in her memory

made

expression to stay calm. But her heart was pounding wildly,

the club,

at him, something cold opened inside her. It was like seeing a corpse wearing a man’s face. The sight of him filled her with a hatred so sharp it hurt. She didn’t know why... she couldn’t explain it, but every pulse wanted to end

Her breath came short and quick. Heat

his eyes swept the room. Then his gaze touched her. It felt like ice.

her face soft. She lowered her head and let her hair fall across her face. She made herself

sipped the drink like someone who’d had too much of the night already. "Do not look up,"

thing he’d seen. Then he blinked, and something like a shadow crossed his

the room once, twice, as if checking that no danger waited for him. No one else met

He smoothed his coat and turned away. He walked straight to where Prince Vaelen stood, gave a small bow, and greeted him with

her head down. Her heart hit her ribs like a drum. Every fiber of her wanted to leap up and pull him down. Every part of her wanted to shout, to claw, to end him. But she did nothing. She played

club laughed and sang on around them. But for her,

waited, careful and watching, for the next moment when their paths would

club. People were laughing, shouting, and drinking until their words blurred together. The air was thick with perfume

eyes kept

suddenly, she stood