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,

glanced at my

flushed cheeks, slightly swollen lips, and a faint mark on my neck hidden by my hair, and all I wanted to do was

was no better

whispered under my breath,

I remembered how he’d said my name... made

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Author’s POV~

The corridor was silent.

comes from peace, but the kind that feels like someone is watching from the dark. The long passage stretched into

broke that stillness.

black fabric draped over her form

gender. There was something unmistakably feminine about the way she walked, the soft sway

gloved hand rose slowly,

his face. He was tall and well-dressed, his dark hair

her, he stood up abruptly, a

lady is here," he said, voice smooth as silk and

moved forward quickly, bowing with exaggerated grace before taking her gloved hand. He bent down, pressing his lips

linger, she pulled her hand

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

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

lady," he murmured, his tone both charming

from his. "Sit down. You must be

for a moment, then moved forward, the soft rustle of her

with unhurried calm, she reached up

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

she would have recognized her

other than the Witch

man’s breath hitched slightly, his composure cracking for the briefest second. His eyes

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

her head

doesn’t suit you,"

hand. "Oh, but honesty does. And

light, but his gaze was heavy. He looked at

The light between them flickered, stretching their shadows against the walls. Finally, she leaned back in her

didn’t summon me here

The man’s smile deepened.

wine glass down with a quiet clink. "But first... I

flickered once, a glint

softly. "You forget who

a heartbeat, the air seemed to shiver. The only burning candle flame trembled

only smiled wider, bowing his head slightly as if in apology...but his gaze