The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 202: Chapter 202: My Lady...

Serena’s POV~

Lira’s words completely froze me.

The smile dropped right off my face, and I nearly choked on air.

"What...what do you mean?" I stammered, trying to sound casual.

Lira tilted her head, the grin never fading.

"Oh, princess, you can tell me. Did the Alphas of Silver Dawn do something to make you blush like that?"

My eyes went wide, and I coughed, hard. "W–what? Lira!"

She only giggled, covering her mouth.

"No need to be shy, Princess. It’s only natural. Those Alphas are dangerously handsome. Every girl in the palace is half in love with them already."

I groaned. "Lira, stop..."

But she didn’t.

She clasped her hands dramatically and sighed, "Oh, especially Alpha Aeron... he’s so tall, so strong. Can you imagine being held by him? Those arms could crush me, and I’d still thank him."

She squealed softly, and I could only stare at her with embarrassment and amusement.

"Lira!" I tried to sound stern, but it came out more like a laugh.

"Oh, come on," she teased, stepping closer with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Don’t tell me you never thought about it... about being in his arms... or maybe..." she leaned in closer, voice dropping to a whisper..."maybe it wasn’t Alpha Aeron who made you blush like that."

My breath caught.

For a second, Lucian’s face flashed in my mind... his hands on me, his lips, the sound of my name breaking from his throat.

Heat rushed up my neck before I could stop it.

"I...I don’t know what you’re talking about," I muttered, turning away quickly.

"Oh, you so do," Lira laughed, clapping her hands. "The way you just turned red says everything."

I grabbed a comb and pretended to be busy with my hair, though my fingers trembled slightly. My heart wouldn’t calm down.

I hated that she was right.

I hated that I was blushing over him.

Lucian’s name lingered in my mind like a forbidden word, and the memory of how it felt to be in his arms made my stomach twist.

I was a mess.

stupid, blushing,

at

flushed cheeks, slightly swollen lips, and a faint mark on my neck hidden by

was no better

breath,

that spread through me when I remembered how he’d said my name... made it impossible to believe my

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Author’s POV~

The corridor was silent.

from the dark. The long passage stretched

faint echo of footsteps broke that stillness. Slow, deliberate, and

moved through the corridor, completely veiled from head to toe. The black fabric draped

feminine about the way

stopped before a large wooden door. Her gloved hand rose slowly, pressing against the

casting uneven light across his face. He was tall and well-dressed, his dark hair

he saw her, he stood up abruptly, a spark of delight flashing

said, voice smooth as silk and dripping with

exaggerated grace before taking her gloved hand. He bent down,

could linger, she pulled her

you call me here?" Her voice was low, steady, and

His eyes, though polite on the surface, gleamed with something darker...something that lingered too long on the curves hidden beneath

both charming and dangerous, "what is

gestured toward the chair across from his. "Sit down. You must be tired from

forward, the soft rustle of her robes

reached up

revealing a face both beautiful and commanding...pale skin, sharp eyes that seemed to glow faintly in the dim light, and lips that

there, she would have

was none other than the Witch

his composure cracking for the briefest second. His eyes drank her

pouring himself a glass of wine, "you grow more radiant with every passing year. One might even think you’ve found a way

tilted her

suit you," she said

swirling the glass in his hand. "Oh,

looked at her as a man looks at something

flickered, stretching their shadows against

Merek," she said. "You didn’t summon me here just

The man’s smile deepened.

setting the wine glass down with a quiet clink. "But first... I want you to know...it is Alpha Merek,

a glint of cold warning

she said softly. "You forget

shiver. The only

slightly as