Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 129

129 little psycho dog!

Claude pov

My name is Claude. One of the not-so-kind Alphas of the Fangspire pack, ruling right alongside my brothers.

And even if I wasn’t kind, I was feared, admired, envied.

I was the type of man both women and men lusted after.

Practically the best out of the three terrifying brothers.

At least, according to the Handsome Alphas Fanclub Magazine, which I absolutely did not subscribe to and just happened to read that part, ahem.

Now, what was I saying?

Ah, yes.

Sure, I didn’t have Silas’s brains or Lucien’s raw strength but I was the fastest. The prettiest. The one who could make women faint with nothing but a smile and a wink.

A real talent, if you asked me.

But out of everything I had going for me, there was one massive problem I couldn’t fix. One problem my brothers didn’t have.

The wolf the moon goddess had bound me with was a psycho.

Now, don’t get me wrong, we were all psychos in our own ways.

But Dervic?

That bastard had always had something personal against me. His human.

He didn’t just use women for his twisted desires, he used me. He enjoyed it.

He killed those women not out of spite, but because he genuinely believed that was how pleasure worked. To him, sex was an art form that required pain, and dying during it was simply the grand finale.

Sick. Absolutely sick.

And me?

He loved getting a rise out of me more than anything.

I couldn’t control him. Our mental strengths were equal, which meant the only thing I could do for everyone’s safety was lock him away.

So when he broke free and went after Lilith, I truly thought it would end the way it always did.

I thought Lilith would die.

She didn’t.

And if I’m being honest, I was relieved. That omega had made the packhouse far more interesting since her arrival. And more importantly, I knew my brothers would actually kill me if anything happened to her.

So yes, at first, I was happy.

But right now?

“Dervic!!!”

I roared through the mindlink, my voice booming with pure fury. My cheeks burned red with humiliation as I slammed my fist into the armrest of the throne, the impact making the entire throne room tremble under the weight of my anger.

As expected, he didn’t flinch.

Not even a little.

No, because the bastard in front of me continued whatever, in the goddess’s name, he was doing.

Acting like a damn dog.

His voice turned sickeningly sweet as he looked at the omega and purred;

“Master.”

The frown on my lips deepened. My fists clenched so tightly it hurt as I glared at the scene before me, my aura bursting forth in a violent wave as I tried to force control back.

But he pushed back just as hard.

That lunatic was dead set on keeping control and worse, he was enjoying every second of it.

I was pissed.

So pissed I could barely hold back the rage shimmering beneath my skin, my eyes turning pure white as my aura thickened.

This fucking idiot. I was going to kill him.

There was absolutely no way I was sparing him after this.

And yet, even with my killing intent rolling off me in thick, violent waves, he didn’t care. Not even a little. He just kept going.

“You two are the reason why Master isn’t giving me head pats!”

I visibly cringed. Hard.

Clicking my tongue, I leaned back against the throne, lifting my fingers to my temples and rubbing slowly as I closed my eyes, forcing myself to breathe but goddess help me, it was useless.

Ah.

This was embarrassing.

So fucking embarrassing.

“Dervic, how dare you,” I growled as I opened my eyes, my glare sharp enough to cut. “Do you not think of our reputation? I am Claude, the beautiful, terrifying Alpha. What do you think people will say when they see you behaving like this?”

I snapped, folding my arms, hissing the words out.

The fool didn’t even respond. As usual, instead he spoke again, ignoring me, his full attention remained locked on

Lilith, tongue out, tail wagging in a way I had never seen before.

“I won’t kill anyone if you don’t want me to, master. I’ll be good. I promise I’ll be good.”

I cringed again, a breathless scoff slipping from my lips, but I straightened and crossed my legs, forcing myself to regain some composure, fully aware that taking back control wasn’t an option, and that the only thing left to do was try to get him to give it back.

“Dervic,” I said coolly, lifting my chin, knowing that he could hear every word, “you’re probably thinking, what reputation do you even have in the first place? And fine. I admit it. I don’t exactly care about reputation, and yes, mine is already… questionable.”

I gestured lazily, then pointed at the scene unfolding before me, shaking my head in utter disbelief.

“But this? This is unacceptable. No matter how hard she hit you yesterday, no matter how she made you call her master, this kind of thing should stay in the bedroom. Alone. Just the two of you.”

I leaned back slightly, eyes narrowing, my voice dropping into a sharp hiss.

“But not in front of everyone. Have you no shame at all?”

Everyone held their breath, Lilith included, her throat tight as she swallowed hard.

Then Lucien and Silas stepped forward, almost in perfect sync, their eyes glowing an eerie white as they locked

onto Dervic.

The silence stretched until Silas finally hissed, his voice low and dry, a sneer curling at the corner of his lips.

“Lucien…” he drawled, slow and dangerous. “What should we do with our brother? Despite everything that happened, he’s still messing around. Failing to control his wolf, refusing to behave like a proper Alpha, causing a nuisance this early in the morning…” His gaze sharpened. “He should be taught a lesson, don’t you think?”

I flinched.

Dervic looked like a kicked puppy, eyes wide as he stared up at them.

Oh shit.

I was dead. Absolutely dead. Even calm, calculating Silas was furious now and that was never a good sign.

“What else is there to do?” Lucien replied coolly, his expression cold, jaw tight, aura lethal as he hummed. “Let’s kill him. A dead man can’t cause trouble, can he?”

He didn’t hesitate for even a second.

I swallowed hard as they inched closer to Dervic, who muttered a quiet “fuck” through the mindlink. I watched in horror as they rolled up their sleeves, cracking their knuckles, hands lifting at the same time, ready to strike.

And in that moment, I knew exactly what we had to do.

Run.

I jerked up from the throne and yelled,

“Dervic! Quick, run-”

But before I could finish, just as Silas and Lucien raised their hands to hit me, Dervic did something.

That bastard actually…

“You know what, Claude?” he said, all cheerful like this was some kind of joke. “You’re right. You should totally take back control. See ya!”

And just like that, he dumped control back on me, right as their fists came crashing down.

Smack!

Time slowed. My eyes went wide, my brain screaming react, react! but too late. The blows hit, pain exploding across my face, and before I knew it, I was flying through the air, slamming into the wall with a heavy thud. The wall groaned and caved slightly, dust and shock rippling through the room as gasps sliced through the air…

Crack!

Something definitely cracked. I wasn’t sure what bone, but I was too busy crashing to the ground, vision blurry, a shaky breath escaping me. And before I could even process the pain, I looked up and there were Silas and Lucien again, looming over me with glowing eyes.

Both lifted their legs in perfect sync, eyes blazing, voices roaring in unison

“Claude!!”

“Wait, wait- I can explain-”

I tried to say but of course… I got hit. Again.

I groaned, tasting blood, and cursed under my breath. That idiot. That motherfucking Dervic.

Oh, he was going to pay. Just wait until I get you, you little psycho dog!