The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: You Are Mine, Kael

Meriya’s POV~

The entire day | could not think of anything else. It was buzzing in my mind like a swarm of bees, loud and

restless, and all | could see before my eyes was Kael—and the way he might look atif only I could shine

brightly enough to catch his gaze.

"For just once... just once," | whispered under my breath, my lips trembling as if | were praying. "For a single

heartbeat... look at me. Only me."

My alphas. The ones who should have been mine long ago.

It has been a year, an entire year, since that bitch died, and still their eyes carry mourning for her, still their

hearts are shackled to her memory, as if she had not already stolen enough when she was alive.

"Rot in your grave, Selene," | hissed, quiet enough that no one else could hear. "Rot and choke on the worms

until there’s nothing left. You've stolen enough. Enough!"

Sometimes | swear | want to drag her out of her grave with my bare hands and kill her again and again, until she

never dares to appear beforein this life or another.

All my life I had worked for this. From childhood | shaped myself into perfection, | carried myself with the grace of

a queen because | knew one day | would be their queen, the one who walked beside them.

Yet no matter how hard | tried, no matter how much | polished myself, | was always overshadowed. Always. By

her.

"Selene, Selene, Selene..." | spat the nlike poison. "Even dead, your shadow still claws at me. How much

longer must | endure your ghost?"

She was the dazzling one, the beautiful one, the clever one, the kind one. The one everyone praised as if she

were sgoddess fallen from the skies.

"She had beauty, she had wit, she had a heart of gold..." | mimicked in a sing-song mockery, my face twisting.

"And what did | have? Nothing? No. | had everything—everything except their eyes!"

But it was still bearable once, because in those days she was promised to my cousin, her fate bound elsewhere,

and she never stood in my path.

Until she did. Until she stepped into the lives of my alphas. The men who had been mine since before I could

even spell their names.

The four of them, shining like stars, admired and envied by all, dazzling and powerful—everything a girl could

ever dream of. And they were mine. They were supposed to be mine. Everyone said so.

"I was promised," | reminded the empty air, my voice cracking into a laugh. "Promised to them. Everyone knew.

Everyone said so!"

| believed it with all my heart. | becthe perfect model of what they would admire, respect, and love. And yet

when | returned... she was already there.

That bitch. That cursed thief. Living under their roof, serving them, breathing their air, stealing their attention

with her false sweetness and her cursed beauty.

And in no time... they forgot me.

| can never forget the humiliation. The day of our mating ceremony—I stood waiting at the altar, waiting to be

marked, and all of them turned away.

"They left me," | whispered, clutching my own arms as though to keep from shattering. "They leftstanding

there like a fool while the whole pack laughed. They leftfor her."

Do they know how | burned that day? Do they know how my soul cracked as | stood there alone, every eye on

me, pitying, mocking, whispering?

"Not enough," | muttered bitterly. "That's what they said with their eyes. Not enough. Never enough."

| snapped back from the sea of my memories when | saw him—the man | had admired my entire life. He stepped

into the hall with that sunshakable aura, tall and commanding, and my heart was already shining with love

just because he had appeared.

"Kael..." | breathed, his nescapinglike a prayer and a curse entwined.

For a moment it felt like the world had stopped breathing, and everything else blurred, because he was here. My

Kael. And all | wanted was to step close to him, to touch even the edge of his sleeve, but when | reached out—

when | dared to take that single step—he turned.

And said only one word that shatteredinto dust.

"Enough, Meriya. Don’t touch what is not yours."

The words cut deeper than any blade.

My lips trembled, and a broken whisper fell out: "Not mine? Not mine? Then whose, Kael? Tell me—hers?"

That dead bitch? That whore who could not even crawl out of the grave, who was buried six feet under without a

mark left to remember her by? Was she still standing betweenand him, even in death?

"How pathetic," | sneered, though my eyes burned. "Loving a corpse. Chained to a ghost."

My nails dug into my palms until | felt the sharp sting of blood. | stood humiliated once again, in front of the

entire hall, by the man | had once believed to be my destiny.

But no tears fell. | would not give them that.

"One day," | whispered fiercely to myself. "One day you will be mine, Kael. And that day... you will regret every

word you ever spat at me. Every wound. Every humiliation."

But then | followed his gaze.

And | saw her.

A nobody. A pretty little servant with no name, no status, no worth. Yet his eyes were locked on her with an

intensity that made my stomach twist with fury.

He was looking at her as if she were something precious, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

"And what about me?" | whispered hoarsely. "What about the woman who bled for you? Who polished herself into

perfection for you?"

My anger rose so high it was like a storm inside me, and all | wanted in that moment was to rip that girl apart. To

crush her beneath my heel and throw her broken body at his feet so he would finally see—no one could stand

betweenand him.

"How dare you steal his gaze from me?" | whispered to her across the hall, my lips curling into a smile that felt

like venom. "How dare he give it to you when | am still here?"

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