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, guilty

at

on my neck hidden

was no better than a

pressed my palms against my cheeks and whispered under my breath, "Get a grip, Selene... stop being such a horny,

how he’d said my name... made it impossible

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Author’s POV~

The corridor was silent.

kind of silence that comes from peace, but the kind that feels like someone is watching from the dark. The

faint echo of footsteps broke that

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

feminine about the way she walked, the soft sway of her lean silhouette beneath

the corridor, she stopped before a large wooden door. Her gloved hand rose slowly, pressing against the door. With one firm

the flicker of a single light casting uneven light across his face. He

he stood up abruptly, a spark of delight flashing

here," he said, voice smooth as silk and

exaggerated grace before taking her gloved hand. He bent down, pressing his lips lightly to

his lips could linger, she pulled her hand back

was low, steady,

though polite on the surface, gleamed with something darker...something that lingered too long on

tone both charming and dangerous, "what

his. "Sit down.

of her robes filling the room. She

with unhurried calm, she reached up and removed

away, revealing a face both beautiful and commanding...pale skin, sharp eyes that seemed to glow faintly

would

was none other than the

slightly, his composure cracking for the briefest second. His eyes drank her in with thinly veiled hunger, yet his smile

a glass of wine, "you grow more radiant with every passing year. One

her head slightly, her

suit you,"

laughed, soft and low, swirling the glass in his hand. "Oh, but honesty does.

He looked at her as a man looks at

long while. The light between them flickered, stretching their shadows against the walls. Finally, she leaned

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

The man’s smile deepened.

I have much to say," he replied, setting the wine glass down with a quiet clink. "But first... I want you to

glint of cold

softly. "You forget

seemed to shiver. The only burning candle flame trembled

slightly as if in apology...but his gaze never left her