Mated to Four Alphas

Silas’s POV

"Aaaaaaaaaa!" I screamed with all my strength because I wanted Damon, and everyone knew that the ghost was beside me. Hearing my scream, all of them turned around, and I was about to run to them, but just then, that ghost suddenly grabbed my hand and was about to pull me closer to him, which was very terrifying.

"Silas!" Damon shouted, and he took a step ahead to grab me, but before he could, I had lost all the strength within my body, just like I was about to die. My eyes were closing, but I didn’t want to die, that’s why I tried to stay awake and started to make myself free from that ghost.

Until then, Theron and Damon had grabbed me and started to pull me so I could get free from that ghost’s grip.

"Silas, don’t worry, we are here, we will save you," they said as they pulled me with all their strength. Finally, I got free from that ghost’s grip and fell at Damon. It’s good that he caught me.

"Silas, are you okay?"

"Yes, I am, but..."

I glanced at the ghost, but there was no one. Seeing that, my eyes widened and my heart skipped a beat. Because who knows when that ghost might do a sneak attack again. I couldn’t relax. But then I heard the sound of laughing. My hands automatically joined Damon’s, and I turned around to see that the ghost was now sitting on the bed beside Lysander.

Indeed, he was a ghost. He could move around anywhere he wanted, and we couldn’t do anything to him. That’s what I thought until I saw the priest sprinkling holy water on the ghost. At first, that ghost also thought nothing was going to happen to him—I could tell by his proud face, which was mocking everyone.

But then he started to scream in pain. A white smoke was coming out from his body like his soul was burning.

"You bastards, what have you done to me?! I’m not gonna let anyone go that easily!" he shouted, then suddenly glanced at me.