Alpha's Dark Desires-Chapter 184: Dealing With The Witches

Dean’s POV

The moment we crossed into witch territory, everything felt wrong.

The air was thicker. Heavy, like walking through invisible walls.

The trees around us looked warped, twisted into unnatural shapes, their roots like clawed fingers trying to drag us under.

"Fuck," Kane muttered, his wolf on high alert. "It reeks of magic here."

No shit.

The witches didn’t just live in these woods. They owned them.

They bent the land to their will, made sure anyone who entered without permission never left the same.

I should know.

I’ve killed witches before.

And they never die easy.

Still, we had no choice.

Elena was getting worse.

After what I saw in her mind—after that thing touched her, used her like she was just a vessel—I knew we were running out of time.

I clenched my jaw, pushing forward. "Stay sharp," I told Kane. "They already know we’re here."

And I was right.

The moment we stepped into the clearing, they appeared.

Five witches.

Dressed in dark robes, their faces shadowed by their hoods.

They weren’t afraid.

They never were.

Because they knew something we didn’t.

And that made me want to rip their throats out.

One of them, a woman with long silver hair and serpent-green eyes, stepped forward.

"You shouldn’t have come here, Vampire."

Her voice was smooth. Amused.

Like we were nothing more than toys in their twisted little games.

Kane growled low, his golden eyes blazing. "We don’t have time for your witchy bullshit," he snapped. "We need your help."

The woman smiled, tilting her head. "And why would I help you?"

I grinned.

It wasn’t friendly.

Because I was already imagining tearing out her spine.

"You’ll help us," I said, stepping closer, my fangs flashing. "Because if you don’t, I’ll rip through every single one of you until I find a witch who will."

The air crackled between us.

A deadly silence.

The other witches tensed, whispers hissing through the trees, in languages not meant for human ears.

Then—

The silver-haired witch laughed.

"Ah, Dean," she purred. "Still as vicious as ever."

My eyes narrowed.

She knew me.

That was never a good sign.

Before I could demand answers, she waved a hand, and the wind around us shifted.

A sudden pressure slammed into my chest, forcing me back a step.

Fucking magic.

The witch smiled, unbothered by our aggression.

"Very well," she said. "You need help? Then tell me—what’s wrong with your little mate?"

I hesitated.

Because I already knew witches never help for free.

And whatever price she asked for...

It was going to cost us more than we were willing to pay.

Dean

The silver-haired witch’s gaze flickered with amusement as she waited for my answer.

I clenched my jaw, every instinct screaming that this was a trap. But I didn’t have a choice.

Elena was getting worse. That dark force inside her wasn’t just affecting her mind—it was taking over. And after what I saw in her head, I knew we were dealing with something way beyond just Kane’s fucking darkness.

I exhaled sharply. "Our mate," I started, forcing the words through gritted teeth, "has been... cursed."

The witch’s lips curved slightly. "Cursed? Or... tainted?"

Kane growled beside me, his hands curling into fists. "What the fuck does that mean?"

The witch turned her attention to him, her gaze calculating. "Tell me, Alpha—how long has your mate been bound to you?"

Kane stiffened.

I could already see the answer on his face.

Elena had been his mate since birth. Since the Moon Goddess chose them.

But she wasn’t just his anymore.

She was mine too.

Something that wasn’t supposed to happen.

And from the way the witch was looking at us, she knew it.

I stepped forward, my voice low. "If you know something, start talking. We don’t have time for riddles."

She chuckled. "Oh, I know many things, Vampire. But what I know most... is that your mate no longer belongs to either of you."

The air went still.

My fangs elongated. Kane’s claws unsheathed.

"Explain," I demanded, my voice a deadly growl.

The witch smiled—mocking, knowing.

Then she lifted a hand.

The moment she did, a gust of unnatural wind shot through the trees, making the branches bend and creak like they were alive. The shadows around us deepened, twisting unnaturally, as if something dark was stirring beneath them.

Then—

A shimmering image appeared in front of us.

It was Elena.

But not as she was.

She was still naked, still bathed in sweat, her raven hair wild around her face. But her eyes.

Black.

Soulless.

And behind her...

A figure loomed.

Tall. Shadowed. Cloaked in darkness.

It wasn’t Ace. It wasn’t Kane’s wolf.

It wasn’t even me.

It was something else entirely.

Something ancient. Powerful. Wrong.

Kane let out a deep, guttural snarl. "What the fuck is that?"

The witch hummed. "That," she said, "is the entity that now shares your mate’s body."

I felt my blood run cold.

Because I already knew what that meant.

Elena wasn’t just cursed.

She was possessed.

Possessed.

The word sat like poison on my tongue.

I had stared at the shadowed figure behind Elena, my instincts screaming danger. Kane stood rigid beside me, his wolf’s growls low and lethal.

Elena wasn’t just touched by darkness.

She was claimed.

And not by either of us.

I snapped my gaze to the witch, my fangs elongated as rage boiled beneath my skin. "How do we get it the fuck out of her?"

The witch sighed, tilting her head as if amused by my desperation. "You don’t," she said simply. "Not unless you’re willing to risk killing her."

Kane lunged.

In a flash, his claws were at the witch’s throat, his dominant Alpha presence suffocating. "Then tell me," he snarled, his voice thick with fury, "how do we kill it without hurting her?"

The witch didn’t even flinch. If anything, she looked... bored.

"Dark entities don’t simply leave, Alpha," she said coolly. "They root themselves. Feed. Consume." freewebnoveℓ.com

I stiffened. "Feed on what?"

Her lips curled. "Desire."

The weight of that word hit hard.

I thought back to everything Elena had been doing—the insatiable hunger for pleasure, the loss of control, the way she kept draining every male that touched her.

The way Ace had died inside her.

My hands clenched.

Kane’s claws pressed harder against the witch’s throat. "So you’re telling me that... thing inside her is making her—"

"Yes," the witch cut him off. "It’s making her take. Every climax she experiences feeds it. Strengthens it." She glanced at me. "And the fact that she has two mates? Well..." She let out a dark chuckle. "That just makes her the perfect vessel."

Fuck.

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