The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 1: Chapter 01: | am Selene Moonveil, The War Criminal

Mate.

My hand stilled midair, the dagger hovering inches from my chest, my grip slackening as if the air had been

pulled from my lungs. | blinked once. Twice. But the monster looming abovedidn’t disappear.

Neither did the word, Mate.

I'd never heard anything sound more terrifying.

But the sword repeated in my head, like confirming that it was all real. Like a secret my body had known

long before my mind could nit.

His muzzle brushed against my neck—slowly, deliberately—and | went still. The dagger trembled in my grip,

caught between instinct and something else | didn’t want to name.

He inhaled, a long, dragging breath, like he was trying to memorize the pieces ofI no longer knew how to

hold together.

Then he growled. He said it again like he was savoring the taste of the word on his tongue.

And still... all | felt was dread.

This wasn't a fairy tale. This wasn't fate wrapped in warmth and comfort.

| tightened my grip on the dagger, but he was too focused on my scent that he did not even notice the dagger

clutched in my hand.

"Get off me," | said with my shaking voice.

He didn’t move. So | screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Get OFF ME! YOU Bastard!"

"I hate you," | said, my voice shaking with each breath. "I hate all of you. You ruined me."

| lifted the dagger and turned it—not toward him, but toward myself. Pressed the tip to the soft skin of my throat.

His eyes went wide. He growled with warning at my face... | could feel the shock and hurt behind his eyes.

So when he stepped closer, hand reaching for mine with pleading eyes, | didn’t flinch.

Instead, | drove the dagger forward—straight into his chest, just inches away from the frantic beat of his heart.

His mouth fell open in shock, a strangled sound leaving his throat like he could not believe what | did to him.

| met his gaze with a cold voice. "I told you, you don’t get to have me."

Soon, | was surrounded by three more towering wolves, who shouted in unison, Mate.

And my only reaction was that...

"Ccloser," | hissed, voice trembling with something like wild rage, "and | swear on the graves of every girl

you've broken, | will twist this blade through his heart."

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One week earlier...

Selene’s POV

The wind smelled like ashes.

That was all that remained of my home, just smoke and ruin drifting through the air like a cruel memory that

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refused to fade.

| staggered forward as one of the guards shovedfrom behind. His grip was sharp and unforgiving. My bare

feet scraped against the rough, jagged path that led toward the gates. Every step sent another jolt of pain

through my swollen ankles. My legs trembled beneath me, barely holdingupright, my skin raw and streaked

with grime, blood, and dried tears. The filth had long since crusted over my pale skin. | couldn't tell what hurt

more, the ache in my bones or the shdigging deeper than any wound.

The chains rattled with every movement. Thick iron cuffs bit into my wrists, crusted red where they had rubbed

the skin raw. A heavy chain wrapped tightly around my waist, bindingto the others behind me. There were

only five of us now, five noble daughters who had survived the fall of our pack. Warriors, elders, ranked wolves...

all of them were gone. Slaughtered in a single night.

Only the women and children remained. And of those, only the lowest omegas had been left untouched. Because

they were worthless, powerless, and not even worth the trouble of chaining.

But not me.

| am Selene Moonveil, the daughter of Alpha Eirik Moonveil.

The monster who ruled the Crimson Fang pack with violence. The tyrant who had once brought an entire rival

pack to its knees in war. And now his enemies had returned, stronger than ever, and they had cnot just for

him... but for me.

My long silver hair was tangled with blood and dirt, hanging in heavy knots down my back. My lips were cracked

and split, the taste of iron still fresh in my mouth. | could barely see through my right eye; the skin around it was

bruised and swollen shut. My collarbone throbbed where the chain had scraped through the top layers of skin.

Every breath | took was shallow, my lungs too tired to do more.

| am only seventeen. | hadn't even awakened my wolf yet.

And | was being marched through enemy territory, chained and marked like a prisoner of war.

Each tthe distant gates loomed larger, my chest tightened. My steps slowed, even when | was yanked

forward. | could feel it in my bones that the real punishment is still far ahead for...

A war criminal.

The words kept echoing in my head, twisting around my thoughts until | couldn’t tell what was real anymore.

| didn’t kill anyone.

| didn’t even fight that day.

| was barely thirteen.

They think | did.

But why can’t | remember?

The questions never stopped. They stabbed atfrom the inside, louder than the guards’ insults, heavier than

the chains around my waist.

A harsh tug from the guard behindsnappedback to the present. | stumbled and nearly fell. He spat at

my feet and hissed, "Keep walking, murderer."

| didn’t speak. My throat was too dry. My tongue was thick and heavy in my mouth, and | tasted blood every time

| tried to swallow. The other girls, noble daughters like me...kept their eyes on the ground. They didn’t speak

either. We were all chained now. Even they, with their Beta and Gamma bloodlines, hadn't escaped the shame.

But still... none of them were treated like me.

They weren't beaten.

| was.

| lifted my head only once, just as the tall black gates groaned open before us. The sound made my skin crawl.

What lay beyond them wasn’t safety. It wasn’t hope.

It was the Silver Dawn Pack, but for me...my nightmare.

It was cold...not in temperature, but in spirit. Everything was dark and precise, the pathways paved with perfect

stone, the walls tall and fortified like a fortress carved from obsidian. There was no warmth here, only discipline,

control, and mistrust carved into every structure.

Eyes watched us from every direction. Warriors along the battlements. She-wolves behind shuttered windows.

Even pups peeked out from behind the legs of stronger wolves, their stares wide and full of fear... and hate.

And then cthe whispers, soft and cutting like blades in the wind.

"That's her."

"The alpha’s brat."

"The one who slit our people's throats."

"Why isn’t she dead yet?"

| wanted to scream. To beg them to believe me.

I didn’t do it.

| don’t even remember that night.

| didn’t kill anyone. | swear it.

But | knew they wouldn't listen. Not with the Moonveil ntrailing behindlike a shadow | could never

outrun. Not with my wrists in chains and my body marked with the scar of a whip.

Then... | saw them.

Standing beneath the sigil of the Duskdraven bloodline were four tall figures.

My blood ran cold.

| knew who they were even before the guards draggedcloser.

Aeron Duskdraven, the firstborn. The leader's expression was unreadable, carved from stone. His steel-gray eyes

watched without flinching. It was cold and calculating.

Luca Duskdraven, the second. The

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Kael Duskdraven, the third. He was refined and silent. There was a sharpness in his gaze, a stillness that made

him the most dangerous. Like a predator waiting for the right moment to strike.

And the youngest...Lucian Duskdraven.

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The chains coiled aroundwith a hollow clink.

Silence settled around us like a storm waiting to break.

And as | knelt in the heart of their territory...before the men who annihilated my people, | realized something |

hadn’t let myself admit before.

They would never seeas anything but a monster.

Even if they found the truth...

Even if the Moon Goddess herself stood beside me...

They wouldn't care.

Because they didn’t want justice.

They wantedbroken.

And deep down... | knew they were going to succeed.