The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 133: Chapter 133: Desire to meet her again

The room was quiet after Maximus left. The three brothers sat in heavy silence, none of them speaking, each lost

in his own thoughts. The air felt heavy, pressing down on them, until at last Kael lifted his head.

"Where is Lucian?"

The question broke the stillness of the room.

Luca's shoulders went rigid. Aeron’s jaw tightened. Kael’s own chest ached as he waited, but he already feared

the answer.

He rubbed his nose, dread twisting inside him, and his voice cout low, almost broken.

"Is he... still sane?"

Aeron sighed, the sound deep and heavy. He gave a slow nod. "Barely. His condition is worse than before. We

cannot even reach him now."

Kael felt the ground slip under his feet. He pushed back his chair and stood so fast it scraped against the stone

floor.

"What do you mean you don’t know where he is? Has he not answered the mind link?"

Luca's face turned grim, his voice sharp but low. "He has shut us out completely."

Aeron’s eyes darkened as he gave the answer his brother dreaded to hear.

"He has lost himself. He does not care for the pack anymore... and not even for us."

The words hit Kael like a blade to the chest. He staggered back a step, his breath uneven. Then, with a long

groan, he dropped heavily back into his seat, his hands clutching at his knees.

Pain filled his face. He could not hide it. None of them could.

With each passing week, Lucian was slipping further and further away from them. At first, when Selene had left,

he had been shaken but still present. He would disappear for days, then cback completely broken, but at

least he would cback...

But now, he did not return at all.

When they tried to force him, he would lash out with a violence that showed only pain and fear. And though they

wanted to bring him back, to chain him down if they must, they could not do it. They could not break him further.

Lucian was their brother, but he was also the most soft-hearted of them all. The one they had spoiled, the one

they had protected, the one who carried too much guilt.

He had always taken the weight of others on himself. And when Selene left... it was Lucian who shattered most.

They did not know what had happened between him and Selene, what words had been spoken, or what wounds

had been left behind. But it was clear he blamed himself. He believed it was his fault she had gone.

And now he wandered alone, far from the pack, lost to his grief.

Kael shut his eyes. He saw again the days when Lucian would laugh freely, when his heart had been light. That

image was gone now, replaced with a broken figure stumbling through shadows, refusing even his brother's

touch.

Aeron stared down at the floor, his fists clenched on his knees. Luca’s jaw was tight, his eyes burning, though no

tears came.

The three of them sat together, yet they had never felt so far apart.

First, they had lost their parents. Then, they had lost their mates. And now, slowly, painfully, they were losing

their brother too.

The silence returned. Each of them thought the sthing, but none dared to say it aloud...

Was this their fate? Had the Moon Goddess written only loss for them? Would their entire lives be filled with

nothing but pain and emptiness?

The silence dragged on until Kael finally decided to ask another question.

"Brothers... How are we going to get her back again? She hates us so much that she would rather wander in the

world alone than stay here with us. How do we bring her back?"

Aeron and Luca looked up at him, their eyes dark with the spain. Each tthey returned home, the same

emptiness welcomed them. The svoid where Selene should have been.

Kael pressed on, his tone rough. "We know what we did. We treated her so badly. It was our fault. No one else's.

But... we were blind. Alpha Eirik twisted everything. He made us believe lies. He made us mistake her again and

again. Still, | cannot forget. | cannot forget the truth. I still remember that night..."

His words caught in his throat. He stopped, staring down at the floor. He could not say it aloud. The memory of

their mother’s death burned too deep. He had carried that pain alone for years, and in his pain he had hated

Selene with all his heart.

For so long, he had blamed her. Burned with it. Lived with it.

But now... now he was not so sure.

His chest tightened. As he thought in his mind, "If she really was the one who killed our mother... then how could

| ever love her again? But my heart tells me... no. She was never that kind of girl. | need to hear it from her own

lips. I need her to tellshe did not do it. That she would never harm our mother. That she is still the sgirl |

met once... with dreams in her eyes, pure and beautiful. | want to believe it. | cannot believe anything else."

He clenched his fists. He made the mistake once. He will not make it again. He will not believe anything unless

he hears it from her mouth."

And more than that... she was our mate. How could a mate harm us like that? Even back then, when he wanted

to kill her, he could not.

He saw her innocent face, and his body refused. He could not even touch her. If that is true for him, then how

could it not be true for her? He wants to believe there was a reason. That she is not guilty. That she was never

the one who caused this pain. He wants to find her, hear the truth, and maybe... maybe they can still have a

future with her."

Luca sat back, his chest rising and falling hard. His eyes were also clouded with memories, the sdark night

flashing in his mind. He too had hated Selene. Hated her so much that he had shut her out completely. But the

hate had never brought him peace. Only emptiness.

He had never told his brothers why the hatred burned so deep in him. He had carried it alone. But now, the fire

was fading, leaving behind only questions. Questions that needed answers.

He shut his eyes tightly as his mind raced with countless questions. "I hated her. But | want to know the truth. |

cannot live with only this shadow in my heart. | want her to speak. | want her to face us. Only then will I know if

my hate was real... or if it was only another lie Eirik placed in us."

Aeron had been quiet the whole time, his gaze lowered. He listened to his brothers, his hands resting on his

knees.

He was different from them. He had never interacted much with Selene. From the beginning, he had always kept

his distance from every she-wolf. Something inside him had always made him avoid touching people. Even with

Selene, he had only given her a nod from afar.

And on the night their parents died, he had been with their father. He had not seen what Kael and Luca had

seen. He had not carried that spain. He only knew their hatred, their rage, and the fire that consumed them

for years.

He had never understood, but he had stood with them anyway. He had always stood with them, no matter what.

Now he looked at them, at his brothers who were breaking apart. His voice was calm and quiet. "We will find her,

and at that twe will never leave anything between us that could break us."

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