Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 137

137|Behead him.

Lilith pov

He was stupid.

Kael was really a stupid man.

“Your crime is letting those people die. Your crime is backing away from your responsibility. Your crime is having the conscience to abandon the lives of those who needed you.”

My hands clenched tightly at my sides as I stared down at him. His eyes remained fixed on me, unfocused, dazed, as if his mind was slowly processing every word I had just said. And when it finally did-

A tear slipped down his cheek.

Then another.

And then…

“Aaah!”

He screamed.

A raw, strangled sound tore from his throat as he clutched his head with both hands and dropped

to the ground. His cry was raw, broken, overflowing with guilt, shame, and self–blame.

He cried as everyone watched. As everyone stared. No one said a word.

“I’m sorry…

His voice was barely audible at first, trembling, almost lost but then it grew louder. Sharper.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry!”

He cried out, his yoice echoing through the entire packhouse that I was certain that even the

maids from yesterday, the ones who had witnessed everything, the ones who had almost died,

could hear him now.

“I’m sorry… because of me… because of me, they all died. I’m so sorry…”

His voice cracked completely as his sobs deepened. I lifted my head and looked away, unable to keep watching while everyone’s eyes remained on us.

Kael.

I knew this man better than he knew himself. We had been best friends before we had ever been lovers.

He wasn’t evil. He wasn’t cruel. He was just terrified–terrified of disappointing everyone, terrified of being seen as weak, terrified of taking control of his own life in case the outcome wasn’t what

he expected.

That was why he did nothing when his parents treated me that way.

That was why he did nothing when Seraphina told him to stop helping me.

That was why he did nothing when the packhouse was being attacked.

And it was probably why he still hadn’t told anyone the truth about his sexuality.

Kael wasn’t heartless.

He was just a coward.

“Kael…”

His mother whispered shakily, tears streaming down her face as she and her husband both stared

at their son, guilt etched on their faces.

It was as if they knew, deep down, that it was their fault, that they had forced Kael into a role he

wasn’t ready for.

I stayed silent, and for a brief moment, no one else spoke either. The hall was shrouded in a heavy,

suffocating silence, broken only by Kael’s choked sobs and the soft weeping of his parents.

Then Silas’s voice cut through the stillness, cold, detached, almost bored, and immediately everyone snapped their attention toward him.

“Kael,” Silas said, his voice slicing through the tension, “Does this mean that you admit that you

knew about the attack and chose not to act, not to defend the pack… because you were afraid?”

I turned to see Silas sitting with his legs crossed, expression unreadable, gaze sharp and unwavering.

My eyes flicked to Lucien, surprised that he hadn’t moved from his seat to strike Kael down immediately, considering how quick he usually was to act without hesitation. Instead, he remained seated calmly, no longer smoking, watching with his usual cold, icy stare.

Kael didn’t respond for a moment, then-

“Y–yes, Alpha Silas… I–I admit to the charges,” Kael stammered. I shifted my attention to him. His head was lifted, tears still streaking his face, but something in his gaze had changed.

He was still scared, that much was obvious, but now he looked like a man who had finally faced his mistake, a man ready to accept the consequences.

I swallowed hard as he continued, voice trembling but steadier than before.

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“Yesterday… I received news of the attack, a–and I didn’t go because I was scared… I admit to the charges, Alphas.”

He lowered his head, hands clenched tightly in a desperate attempt to still the trembling, to steady

himself as he faced the truth.

The hall fell silent once more after his confession. Seconds stretched, the tension thickening the air, until Silas spoke again. His voice was icy, deliberate, each word cutting through the heavy silence.

“I see.” He tilted his head, fingers drumming slowly on the desk. “Then… what do you think your punishment should be? This is a national offense. You compromised the security of the entire pack. What punishment do you think you deserve?”

A shaky breath escaped me, and all eyes immediately turned to Kael for his answer. But he had frozen, his face ashen, body trembling more violently now.

“Alphas,” the elderly man said, rising slowly to his feet, head bowed in respect. “Forgive me for speaking without permission, but I ask that you behead the beta and his family in front of the entire pack for their crimes.”

The room went deathly silent at his words. Almost immediately, I heard Seraphina’s sharp intake of breath. I didn’t need to look at her to know she was terrified out of her mind.

“The beta position should never have gone to the Wilson family in the first place, Alphas,” he said firmly. “Not only is Kael incompetent, but his actions and his family’s, have led to countless deaths.

Their voices rose on top of another, each shouting to make their voices loud but it was clear that everyone of them agreed to one thing

As the elders shouted, Kael and his family went even paler than before. Amid the rising voices, I heard Seraphina behind me, her voice soft, trembling, breaking as she spoke.

“No… no, you can’t behead me. I–I don’t want to die.”

“Behead them!”

The elders continued yelling, their voices overlapping, growing harsher. But then, Kael seemed to snap out of his daze, and before anyone could react-

Slam!

He slammed his head to the ground.

The sound was sharp and sickening, instantly silencing the hall. The elders froze, staring in shock as Kael did it again… and again.

Slam. Slam. Slam.

Six times. Each strike more brutal than the last, the sound echoing through the room, horrifying everyone, everyone except Lucien, Silas, and Claude who watched without flinching.

“Kael!”

His mother screamed just as he finally stopped. He lifted his head slowly, blood streaming from the open gash on his forehead, his eyes barely open as he struggled to speak.

“It… it is all my fault,” he said, a rough grunt escaping him as he lowered his head again toward the floor. His voice trembled, but it didn’t break.

“I am willing to accept every punishment,” he continued. “But if you wish to behead me… please

behead me alone.”

His hands clenched as he bowed even deeper.

“All of this… is my fault. Please spare my family,” he whispered,

My eyes widened in surprise–surprised that, for the first time, he was thinking of others before himself.

My hands curled into fists as I stared at him, different thoughts crashing through my mind at once, my heart pounding hard as I made a decision, to move, to help him beg, to stop them from executing him.

Even though I knew that whatever I was about to do would be the stupidest thing I could possibly do, that I would get into trouble, that a lowly maid like me had no right to interfere, no right to beg on his behalf–but…

“But you can’t help it,” Dravena sneered at the back of my mind, her voice dripping with amusement as she read my thoughts. “Little Miss Good Shoes can’t help being so kind. You’re pathetic.”

She scoffed, sounding bored but I ignored her.

I drew in a sharp breath and turned around to face Silas and Lucien, whose gazes flickered to me almost at the same time. Just as I was about to drop to my knees and speak, a high–pitched voice sliced through the air–loud, panicked, and terrified.

“Yes! Behead only him!”

Everyone turned at once toward the voice. I blinked in shock to see Seraphina pointing sharply at Kael, her eyes wide, trembling, and flooded with tears as she shouted.

“He was the one who refused to go even though he knew the packhouse was under attack! B–but I didn’t know, so why should I die?”

She shook her head violently, then turned to Kael, who was staring at her in a daze, as she spat out the words.

“I don’t want to die, so, please, please–just execute him alone.”