The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: The Lycan’s Promise II

Maximus’s POV~

After | met Elara, everything else faded. The wars, the throne, even my betrothal... all of it lost meaning the

moment she walked into my life. She was my truth, my soul, my mate. And once | knew her, there was no one

else.

The eldest daughter, the one | had been promised to, slipped into the shadows of my mind. I could no longer see

her as my future, not when Elara was before me.

How could | marry another when my mate was still here? How could | choose duty over the bond that tiedto

her?

| told myself it was just a political marriage. Nothing more. Something arranged by others to bind bloodlines and

seal peace. But how could | give my life to that when fate had chosen differently? Wouldn't such a choice ruin all

three of us? Me, Elara, and her sister?

| tried... gods, | tried... to break it. | even offered another way. | told them she could marry my younger brother

instead, that she deserved someone who would give her his whole heart, not half of one already bound

elsewhere. But she refused.

The eldest daughter would not hear of it. She was steadfast, unyielding. And that was when | realized the truth...

she had fallen forand was hell-bent on becoming my bride.

It cutdeeper than any blade. | never wanted to hurt her. | never wanted to break her heart. But fate had

drawn us into this cruel knot, and there was no easy way out.

Elara saw it too. And it broke her.

My mate, my other half, could not bear to watch her sister suffer. Even though the bond between us burned like

fire, even though | could see in her eyes that she wantedas desperately as | wanted her, she turned away.

She chose her sister's pain over her own happiness. She chose to sacrifice herself rather than steal her sister's

future.

| begged her. | told her we were mates, that this bond was greater than any vow, any throne, any law. But she

only shook her head with tears in her eyes and whispered, "I cannot, Maximus. Not if it means destroying her."

Her words shattered me.

What was my fault in this? | was not the one who arranged the betrothal. | never asked for it. | never sought to

break hearts or play games. It was all fate... fate that mocked me, fate that setagainst the very bond it had

given me.

And yet, in the eyes of everyone else, | was the villain. The arrogant prince who betrayed a promise. The selfish

alpha who ruined a sister's heart. The devil who chose desire over duty.

They never knew the truth. That | was willing to give up everything—my throne, my power, my crown—if only |

could take Elara far away from it all. If only | could keep her by my side. | was ready to abandon it all. For her, |

would have walked away from the world.

But fate was merciless. Instead of granting us peace, it answered with a curse.

A curse that tore her from me. A curse that lockedin twenty years of darkness and silence. A curse that

madewander with nothing but memories to keepalive.

At the end of it all, | lost everything. My crown. My pride. My mate.

And all because | chose love.

| opened my eyes slowly, dragging myself back from the weight of the past. My chest rose and fell with a long,

rough breath. Memories could not helpnow. | had spent twenty years trapped in them, twenty years

replaying her face, her voice, her touch.

But now the curse was gone. Finally, the chains were broken.

And all | wanted was her.

| pushed myself out of the chair, my hands clenching into fists. The curse had keptaway from her, forcing me

to wander endlessly, never able to take a step closer.

Every t| tried, pain would burn throughlike fire, throwingback. That was the punishment of my

mistake, the price for defying fate and choosing my mate over duty.

But now? Now nothing stood in my way.

The first thing | did when the curse lifted was search for her. Elara. My love. My mate.

| chased every rumor, every faint trace of her presence. Her nwas like a shadow, slipping through my

fingers no matter how hard | tried to hold it. But I did not stop. | could not stop.

Every clue ledhere. To the Silver Dawn Pack.

It made sense. Elara had once been close friends with their Alpha. | remembered faintly that she had trained

there for a time, that she had called their land her second home. My heart leapt at the thought—maybe she had

stayed, maybe she was still here, waiting for me.

But when | searched, | found nothing.

It was as if she had been erased from their history. As if someone had gone to great lengths to hide her

existence. Every t| asked, | met blank stares and polite words that toldnothing.

It was deliberate. | could feel it.

The threads of her life had been cut away, leaving only silence where her nshould have been.

My jaw tightened. My patience thinned. | had waited twenty years. | had endured a curse that nearly drove me

mad. And now that | was free, | couldn't even find her.

If this silence continued and | could not find the answers, then | had no choice but to go to the one person who

might hold the answers.

Her sister.

Elarliya.

The eldest daughter of the Witch Mother. The one | had once been promised to. The one whose heart had

hardened againstwhen fate chose differently.

And the one whose curse fell on me.

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