Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 103

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103 Your life or theirs.

Lilith pov

“The number you have dialed is not reachable at the moment. Please try again later.”

“The number you have dialed is not reachable at the moment. Please try again later.”

I tried Kael’s number again and again, but each time the call disconnected, making me bite my bottom lip hard. My eyes trembled with panic, my heart pounding so violently against my ribs that I could hear the rapid thumping over the sound of the cab gliding down the road.

The driver kept glancing at me through the rear-view mirror, confusion in his eyes, until I finally leaned forward, staring at him.

“Please, drive faster to the packhouse. It’s urgent.”

My voice came out shakier than I wanted, but the driver nodded, and perhaps seeing the terror on my face, he pressed on the accelerator, speeding up.

I leaned back and checked the time. 2:20 p.m.

I had ten minutes left before half an hour passed.

Ten minutes before everyone at the packhouse died.

After hearing what Dravena said at the hospital, I didn’t hesitate. I rushed out, grabbed a cab, and prayed I would be fast enough but the packhouse was secluded from the city, tucked into the forest, and surrounded by towering trees. A drive from the city usually took about thirty minutes.

“Pick up, Kael… please pick up,”

I whispered under my breath, dialing him again, but the call disconnected once more.

I had already tried Theila and Lora, wanting to warn them about the rogue attack, but neither of them answered. I didn’t have anyone else’s number, so Kael was my only hope, he was the beta, he could do something.

But he wasn’t picking up.

He kept ending my calls.

And every second he didn’t answer felt like another second slipping out of my grasp, another second closer to disaster.

I knew the only other option I had was to call the Alphas, but I didn’t have their numbers and even if I did, they weren’t in the pack. They had left at dawn for the war. 1

If they were out fighting the rogues, then why were rogues here?

It felt almost planned, as if today had been chosen on purpose… as if someone knew exactly when the pack would be vulnerable.

I shook my head hard. There was no time to think about that.

What should I do… what should I do?

Tears stung my eyes, my chest tightening until the air felt too thin, too sharp to breathe.

The thought of the vision I had seen, Theila and Lora lying here hit me all over again, a crushing wave of terror that made my lungs seize.

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Theila and Lora were two of the few people who had ever been kind to me in that packhouse.

Theila had known my family long before Father died, and even though she worked in the packhouse, she would spend the holidays with us because she had no family of her own. After what happened to Mother, she helped however she could, sending money for hospital bills, insisting we were family.

And Lora… she was the first real friend I ever had. Even when I kept my walls up, she still came to me with that warm smile that brightened an entire room.

I lowered my head, tightening my grip around my phone until my knuckles ached.

I had to save them.

I couldn’t let anything happen to them.

I inhaled deeply, lifting my thumb to dial Kael’s number again, but before I could press it, her voice echoed through my head.

A lazy drawl.

A yawn slipping between her words.

“Why?”

Dravena

The next second, everything shifted and suddenly, I could see her, clear as if I was standing right in front of her, instead of just feeling her presence in my mind.

She was lounging on her throne, one leg draped over the armrest, the other swinging lazily in the air. She stared at her claws in boredom before flicking her eyes toward me.

“Why do you have to save them?”

I stared at her in surprise, then glanced around to see that I was no longer in the cab. I was in the throne room, the same one I had seen in my consciousness that day.

She had pulled me here… which meant that physically, I was still in the cab, but mentally, I was here with her. How did she do that? Last time, I had been asleep. Could she bring me here whenever she wanted-

“I mean, if it is their fate to die, then why fight against it?” she continued, snapping me out of my thoughts.

My eyes flicked back to her, watching her legs still swinging. Her white dress from before was gone; now she wore a bright golden gown with a slit running high up her thigh.

She was beautiful. Majestic. She looked like me.

“Why are you so desperate to hold onto them when human lives are fragile in the first place?”

I blinked at her words, shock frozen on my face as I whispered,

“W-what?”

The corner of her lips curled into a slow smirk as she stared at me. She stopped swinging her legs and in the blink of an eye, she vanished.

She didn’t move. She just… disappeared.

Before I could react, or even breathe, she appeared in front of me, standing tall. Her eyes were sharp and feline, and a wild grin stretched across her lips, revealing razor-sharp fangs that glinted in the light.

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A shaky breath escaped me as she leaned closer, catching me off guard and sending my body rigid.

“Think about it, human,” she murmured. “Humans are weak creatures, worthless beings without their wolves. It is from their wolves that they gain strength, speed, the ability to shift, to fight. Why do you think those without wolves are considered a disgrace?”

She tilted her head, a flicker of amusement in her eyes. When I didn’t answer, blinking in confusion, trying to understand why she was saying this, I realized she wasn’t wrong.

Humans needed their wolves, it was from them they drew their strength. Those without wolves could rarely compare to those who had them, and the stronger the wolf the stronger the human. That was why, when I was wolfless, I was considered worthless.

But why was she telling me this?

She didn’t pause before continuing.

“The greatest gift the Goddess gave to humans were their wolves. Which was why she created me.”

She tapped her chest, a soft chuckle slipping through her words. “The first wolf of its kind. She molded me from a drop of her golden blood, gave me power unlike any other. She gave me eternal life, and when I was done… she intended to gift me to a human, to make others as strong as me. But in the end, she didn’t. Now, do you know why that is?”

She asked, and I narrowed my eyes at her, my breathing slow and heavy as her words sank in.

“Because of fate,” she whispered, her voice dropping lower as she leaned back, her lips pulling into a wilder grin. “The end of humans’ fate is death. Death is something no human can escape. Death is salvation. Death is…” She ran her tongue over her fangs in a slow, deliberate motion. Another gift bestowed by the Goddess to humans. So, pretty Lilith…”

She reached out, lifting my chin. Her claws dug lightly into my skin as she tilted my head up. “If it is their fate to die, let them. Don’t let yourself fall into those pathetic emotions. Because what you feel… I feel too. And frankly…” A flicker of disgust crossed her eyes. “It’s tiring.”

Her words lingered in the throne room, silence thickening between us.

Then-

My eyes narrowed, a frown tugging at my lips. Before I could think, my hand moved on its own, slapping hers away from my chin. Her claws sliced a shallow cut along my neck, but I didn’t flinch, didn’t react, didn’t breathe.

I simply stared at Dravena as her amusement deepened, her gaze drifting to her claws, now stained with my blood before returning to me.

“Send me back,” I said coldly.

I didn’t want to waste another second here.

“Send me back, Dravena. I have to save them. I don’t care what you believe, but I will save them. So send me back. Now.”

My hands curled into fists.

How much time had passed?

Was I already too late?

Had they… died?

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Those were the only thoughts running through my head. Al goddess, every time I remembered their bodies lying, lifeless on the ground, my chest squeezed so tight I could barely breathe.

I had to save them.

Dravena tilted her head at my words. She didn’t speak for a moment, then a smirk curved her lips as she asked one simple question.

“Why? Is it because those two showed you a bit of affection Is that why you want to save them?”

I shook my head.

Even if Theila and Lora weren’t there, I would still go. I would still try to help everyone in the packhouse.

That was what Father taught me.

Father, the late Beta of Fangspire, a man who would give his life without hesitation to save even a single child. He raised me with those words.

“Lilith, you are a special child. Even if you are not strong, even if you are scared, be kind. Protect those who are weaker than you. Live a life where people remember you not for the bad you did, but for the good you left behind.”

Protect those weaker than you.

That was what he taught me. And that was what I would do even if it was the last thing I ever did.

I parted my lips, ready to say it aloud but before I could, she burst out laughing. A slow, taunting sound, her head thrown back as her laughter echoed through the vast walls of the throne room. I stared at her in confusion then realized she was reading my thoughts.

“Pfft, how funny,” she snorted, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye before turning her gaze back to me. Her eyes gleamed with delight. “How entertaining.”

She leaned forward slightly, lips curling.

“Alright then. Let’s make a deal, human. I’ll send you back and we will see if you can save those people or if you will run for your life instead.”

I stared at her, confused, as she lifted her hand into the air.

“Your life or theirs. Let’s see which one you choose.”

“What-”

I was about to ask what she meant, but she snapped her fingers. In an instant, I felt myself being pulled back, and when I blinked, I was back in the cab, no throne room, no Dravena.

“M-miss, look, what is happening?”

The driver’s panicked voice snapped me out of my daze. When my eyes flickered to what he was pointing at, I saw it.

The car had stopped a few meters from the packhouse. Right in front, dead bodies of guards were scattered across the wide-open gates.

Inside, a glimpse of the packhouse made my breath hitch, lood was everywhere, bodies of the guards and rogues sprawled across the yard.

My heart dropped into my stomach, my body going rigid as took in the scene. The driver’s panicked voice cut through the air, but the world blurred around me. I glanced at the time.

2:26 PM.

Had I been too late? Had everyone in the packhouse met their end? Theila… Lora…

Before I could process what I was seeing, her voice echoed in my mind once more, a low, amused drawl,

“Let’s see if you can fight against fate, my pretty human.”

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