The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Call From Her

The words were more furious fantasy than promise...a thing I said to armor myself, but they tasted like iron in my mouth. He blinked, just for a second, as if surprised I’d dared speak so brutally. Maybe that small flicker of worry was the only thing that kept me from backing down.

I didn’t wait to see his reaction. Turning on my heel, I stormed out of the room, shoulders tense, steps brisk. My heart hammered as I walked away, and the sound of his breath behind me felt like daggers.

I hated myself for how my legs had wrapped around him, for how my lips had begged without permission. I hated the way my skin still tingled, the phantom of his hands on my waist making me ache.

By the time I reached the corridor, my hands were fists at my sides. I pressed my nails into my palms until the sting brought me back and forced me to breathe slower.

I glared at the blank wall and cursed myself silently for losing control. For letting desire show when I had to be careful. For making myself vulnerable in front of him.

I wanted to be furious. I wanted to be cold and untouchable...someone he would never be able to rattle again.

But under all that rage was a raw, shameful thing that wouldn’t calm down: I had wanted him. I hated that. I hated him for it. I hated myself for it.

Damn, all the werewolves are literally driven by need anywhere and anytime, and I have to say I am no better; just one look from him can make me behave like a bitch in heat.

Turning away from the doorway where he stood, I kept walking until the distance felt enough to hide the tremble in my limbs. I shoved my hands into my pockets, forced my face into a scowl, and vowed that I would never let myself be seen like that again.

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Author’s POV~

Serena was still grumbling under her breath as she walked away, her steps sharp and restless. The air outside her room felt heavy, almost mocking her as she tried to calm down. Her heart hadn’t stopped racing, and her lips still tingled from that kiss.

owns everything. Why did

a princess at all... flushed cheeks, messy hair, and eyes full of emotions she didn’t want

face again and again until the cold bit into her skin. The shock helped. It cleared her head

neck, her clothes fresh, and

Lira appeared at

softly, "your phone has been ringing

"Who

your mother," Liya

fingers went still.

she drew in a quiet breath and

said calmly. "I’ll take

wiped her wet hair with a towel, and pressed the

"Hello... Mother."

end came that calm, careful voice, the one that always sounded

and composed. "I’ve been trying to reach you since

eyes were cold. "I’m sorry.

wrong. "How are

Serena replied evenly. "Everyone here takes good care of me.

what I like to hear. You always were

the towel tighten. She forced her tone

my beautiful daughter," the woman replied after a short pause. "You know...I couldn’t sleep without

gaze lowered. "Mom...you should take care of your