The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Call From Her

The words were more furious fantasy than promise...a thing | said to armor myself, but they tasted like iron in my

mouth. He blinked, just for a second, as if surprised I'd dared speak so brutally. Maybe that small flicker of worry

was the only thing that keptfrom backing down.

| didn’t wait to see his reaction. Turning on my heel, | stormed out of the room, shoulders tense, steps brisk. My

heart hammered as | walked away, and the sound of his breath behindfelt like daggers.

| hated myself for how my legs had wrapped around him, for how my lips had begged without permission. | hated

the way my skin still tingled, the phantom of his hands on my waist makingache.

By the t| reached the corridor, my hands were fists at my sides. | pressed my nails into my palms until the

sting broughtback and forcedto breathe slower.

| glared at the blank wall and cursed myself silently for losing control. For letting desire show when | had to be

careful. For making myself vulnerable in front of him.

| wanted to be furious. | wanted to be cold and untouchable...someone he would never be able to rattle again.

But under all that rage was a raw, shameful thing that wouldnt calm down: | had wanted him. | hated that. |

hated him for it. | hated myself for it.

Damn, all the werewolves are literally driven by need anywhere and anytime, and | have to say | am no better;

just one look from him can makebehave like a bitch in heat.

Turning away from the doorway where he stood, | kept walking until the distance felt enough to hide the tremble

in my limbs. | shoved my hands into my pockets, forced my face into a scowl, and vowed that | would never let

myself be seen like that again.

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Author’s POV~

Serena was still grumbling under her breath as she walked away, her steps sharp and restless. The air outside

her room felt heavy, almost mocking her as she tried to calm down. Her heart hadn't stopped racing, and her lips

still tingled from that kiss.

"That idiot," she muttered, glaring at the floor. "Always walking in like he owns everything. Why did | even..." She

cut herself off with a groan. "Ugh. I'm losing my mind."

She stormed back into her room, slamming the door behind her. The reflection in the mirror showed a girl who

didn’t look like a princess at all... flushed cheeks, messy hair, and eyes full of emotions she didn’t want to name.

She hated that look on herself.

Without a word, she walked into the bathroom, turned on the water, and splashed her face again and again until

the cold bit into her skin. The shock helped. It cleared her head just enough to breathe again.

When she cout, her hair was damp and clinging to her neck, her clothes fresh, and her expression calm—or

at least pretending to be.

Just then, Lira appeared at the doorway, holding her phone.

"Princess," she said softly, "your phone has been ringing non-stop."

Serena frowned. "Who is it?"

"It’s... your mother," Liya replied carefully.

For a second, Serena froze. Her chest tightened, and her fingers went still. Then, slowly, her face hardened, the

softness in her eyes vanishing like mist.

But within moments, she drew in a quiet breath and smoothed her expression into something gentler.

"Alright," she said calmly. "I'll take it."

She took the phone, wiped her wet hair with a towel, and pressed the screen. Her voice cout soft, sweet

even.

"Hello... Mother."

On the other end cthat calm, careful voice, the one that always sounded warm but somehow never reached

Serena's heart.

"Serena, dear," the woman said, tone smooth and composed. "I've been trying to reach you since morning. You

really should answer your calls faster. It worrieswhen you don’t."

Serena smiled faintly, though her eyes were cold. "I'm sorry. | was in the shower."

"It’s fine," the woman said lightly, as if nothing was wrong. "How are you? Is everything going well? They're

treating you properly, | hope?"

"Yes," Serena replied evenly. "Everyone here takes good care of me. Everything is fine."

"Good," the woman said with a soft chuckle. "That's what I like to hear. You always were so capable, just like your

father."

The mention of him made Serena’s grip on the towel tighten. She forced her tone to stay gentle. "How is

Mother?"

"Just missing my beautiful daughter," the woman replied after a short pause. "You know...I couldn't sleep without

seeing your face; it's really hard to live without you."

Serena's gaze lowered. "Mom...you should take care of your health."

There was a small laugh—too polite, too light. "Of course, dear. | am taking care of my health; don’t worry,

Mother will soon visit you there."

Her throat felt tight, but she smiled anyway. "That's good."

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Serena blinked slowly, her chest tightening in confusion and unease. "He's... kind," she said carefully. "He's

always been fair to me."

"I see," the woman murmured. "Then I'm happy to know that. Truly."

There was silence—soft, heavy,

awkward. Serena could hear her own

heartbeat in her eats. He woman!

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Serena should take care of her

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When the call finally ended, she stood there for a moment, still holding the phone. The fake warmth of that voice

still lingered in her ears.

Then she lowered the phone and whispered to herself, barely loud enough to hear,

"lI am also waiting for you to come... after all, is this not what you always want?"

Her voice was steady, but her eyes flickered with something sad—something she quickly buried before anyone

could see.

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