The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 187: Chapter 187: All I Want Is You

Kael’s POV~

Half the night passed, and I was still standing there like a damn fool. I didn’t move. Didn’t go back. Because I couldn’t.

I just stood there, staring at that window like it would suddenly tell me the truth.

My body was stiff, my mind going in circles. What if it really was her? What if I had seen wrong? I didn’t know, and that was killing me inside.

The light in that room had gone dark a few times already. Maybe she went to sleep. Maybe someone else went in. I didn’t care anymore. I just needed to see it once. Just one look. If I didn’t, I’d suffocate.

I let out a breath and looked around at the silent courtyard. The guards were there but too lazy, half asleep. I could move faster than them anyway. Climbing a wall wasn’t anything for me. It was like walking straight on the ground.

So, before I could think twice, I moved.

My boots made no sound. My body knew what to do; the movements were sharp and practiced. Within seconds, I was up the side wall, slipping through the shadows like smoke.

And then I was inside.

The air smelled soft and warm. It was a girl’s room.

I blinked once, looking around... pale curtains, flowers on the table, shiny little trinkets, and silk sheets. Everything screamed delicate.

Definitely a girl’s room.

And not just any girl.

The way it was decorated, the colors, the details...it had status written all over it. In this palace, you could tell who someone was just by how their room looked. And this one... this one was close to the Elder Lycan Prince’s wing.

So she had to be someone important.

I walked slowly, my boots soft against the carpet, until I reached the bed. My heart thumped like it was ready to break my ribs.

There she was.

A small figure sleeping soundly, back turned to me.

I froze.

Was it her? Those eyes... the ones I saw earlier. Were they hers?

I didn’t even know when I bent closer, my breath shaking a little. I just needed to confirm. Just see her face once.

And then she moved.

the moonlight falling right across her face, and I swear my breath stopped

silver, long hair. Same skin

her lips. Gods.

like the

a little. My chest hurt like something

then her eyes

the same

a second, I forgot how

mouth. Whether it was instinct or pure

one hand over her mouth, the other holding her wrists so

widened, but all I could do was stare into her beautiful angry eyes. Yes, they were glaring at me with the

her. It had

shaking. My heart was going wild, my breath uneven. She looked exactly the same, not just her face but every damn detail. If I roam my hand on her only, I will remember each detail that is fixed

that be

lost in my own head, "What’s your

eyes, she

like a flame. And I... I still couldn’t stop

say a word, I heard myself whisper again like

didn’t wait

on its own. My lips crashed against hers. It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t gentle. It was desperate, like I needed to feel she was real, that I wasn’t dreaming

were warm and soft, as

this time not

soft and unsure, and

me, wrapping around like a fog

was sweet, clean, and faintly wild, like rain on fresh

found hers. Her hand was so small, so fragile inside mine, and yet she held back...gripping my hand like

I could think. It found her small waist; her skin was warm against me, trembling under my touch. It felt too delicate and too precious, and my hold tightened just a little, like I was afraid she might disappear

skin, pale and soft, and

she didn’t pull

the dark like stars. Angry, maybe. Confused. But so breathtaking that even

I wanted to say something, anything, but the words were gone. All I could do was

cheek, the way her lips

Gods, she looked unreal.

brushed my thumb just below her eye; it was a tiny,

whispered, my voice

answer. But she didn’t

that silence, I realized how much I have yearned for her, that even if she stood in front of me with a different face, I could still recognize her.

would still be drawn to her like a moth to the flame. Just one look