Chapter 124: Chapter 124

Chapter 124 “No, this can’t be real,” the man shouted, his voice trembling with disbelief.

Get 5 > = Menu The other man stood frozen, his eyes fixed on my reflection in the water. As I glanced down, I could see the terror etched on their faces staring back at me.

“You’re a witch, aren’t you? This is all some kind of illusion! You’re trying to trick us to save yourself,” the first man stammered, though his legs were shaking so badly it looked as if he might collapse.

The other man inched backward, his movements slow and deliberate, as though his legs had turned to stone.

“She’s an Alpha,” he whispered, his voice barely audible, laced with fear.

The first man shook his head violently, refusing to accept what he was hearing. “She might be an Alpha female, but that wolf–no, that’s impossible! How can a wolf with blue eyes belong to her?”

A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips, curling upward in satisfaction. Their fear was like a sweet reward, and I savored every moment of it.

Tilting my head slightly, I shot them a sharp, mocking grin. “Are you done muttering nonsense?”

Their eyes widened in unison, as if they’d just seen a ghost. The sight of my eyes alone was enough to paralyze them. My irises had turned blue–not the soft ocean blue of omegas, but a deep, piercing blue that seemed to swallow the darkness whole.

I rolled my neck to the side, the crackling sound of my bones echoing in the silence. The noise made them flinch, and I watched as they swallowed hard, retreating another step.

“W–We thought y–you-‘

“You what?” I interrupted, my voice sharp. “You thought I was an omega? You saw fear on my face and thought I’d be easy prey?

Tell me what was your plan?”

“W–We didn’t know you were an Alpha,” one of them stammered, his voice trembling. “If we’d known, we’d never have come near you!”

A low chuckle escaped my lips at their pitiful attempt to explain themselves. Their fear was palpable, their voices quivering with desperation. They didn’t dare move or run. They knew better–running would only seal their fate.

It reminded me of what my brother had warned me about during dinner. He’d said if anyone tried to harm me, I had the strength to deal with them myself. He was right.

The memory of that night resurfaced–the night Kane had saved me from rogues during the council’s party. If he hadn’t intervened, I would’ve killed them myself.

I always tried to avoid conflict, but when escape wasn’t an option, I made sure my enemies understood exactly who I was. And when they realized it, regret was the only thing left for them.

I wasn’t some helpless omega. I was Selene Hawthorne, an Alpha she–wolf. For years, others had searched for an Alpha like me, but they always failed. My wolf had only been able to manifest after l returned to my own pack.

Only my family knew the truth about my wolf’s form. Why else would my father have entrusted me with such a high position in the pack’s company? Or why would my brother place so much faith in me?

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Menu “What’s the matter?” I asked with a cruel edge to my voice. “Don’t you want to play anymore? What was it you said earlier?

Something about ‘eating me every day‘? ‘Blooming me daily‘? What happened to all that talk?”

They shook their heads frantically. “P–Please forgive us. We were foolish–naive.”

“Forgive us, Alpha,” the other man pleaded. “We didn’t know someone like you was in this pack.”

Their pathetic begging only fueled my rage. They had tried to assault me, and if I hadn’t been a powerful wolf, they might have succeeded. How many other women had suffered at their hands?

The thought made my blood boil. A growl ripped from my throat, deep and primal, shaking the air around us. The sound made their knees buckle, and they dropped to the ground in sheer terror.

I began to walk toward them, slow and deliberate. “I tried to avoid this. I didn’t want to shift–I hate losing control when I’m in my wolf form.”

“P–Please-” one of them started, but I silenced him by grabbing a fistful of his hair and yanking his head back. He cried out in pain.

“Women aren’t weak,” I snarled, my voice like steel. “It’s the rank system that’s made men like you think you’re stronger.”

The other man lowered his head to the ground in submission, hoping for mercy.

I released the man’s hair and stepped back. “Go.”

They hesitated, stunned.

“I said go! Run as fast as you can, and pray I don’t catch you. Because if I do, you won’t live to regret it.”

They scrambled to their feet and took off, sprinting as if their lives depended on it–which, of course, they did. I watched them with a cold smile. One of them tripped in his panic, sprawling onto the ground, and it reminded me of the time I’d run from rogues myself.

The memory clenched my jaw, igniting a fire within me. Without a second thought, I shifted.

Under the moonlight, my massive black wolf landed gracefully on the ground, her claws digging into the dirt. My wolf, Dominic, was far more powerful than anyone imagined. A black wolf with blue eyes was a rarity, and few understood the extent of my abilities.

It didn’t take long to catch the first man. He shifted in a desperate attempt to fight back, but it was useless. Before he could make a move, my claws tore through his chest, ending his life.

The second man had no idea his companion was already dead. When I caught up to him, he called out for his friend in panic, his voice shaking.

He tried to act brave, shifting and lunging at me to sink his teeth into my leg. But the wound healed in seconds, and I ended his life just as swiftly. I snapped his neck and flung his lifeless body onto a tree branch, where it dangled like a broken puppet.

Raising my head to the sky, I howled at the moon, my voice echoing into the night.

“I’ll kill every last one of them,” I vowed silently. “Anyone who dares to stand in my way.”

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