Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 140

140|You will be our beta.

Lilith pov

“Daddy! Daddy! Do you think I could ever become a strong beta like you? I really want to save people the way you do. It’s so cool!”

That was what my eight-year-old self had said, grinning up at the man whose smile froze the moment the words left my mouth.

He turned to my mother, exchanging a quiet, sad look, and just like that, the warmth of dinner dissolved into something awkward and heavy.

Back then, I didn’t understand why. I only kept smiling, waiting eagerly for his answer.

As I grew older, I did.

Women couldn’t be beta. In the entire history of Fangspire, no woman had ever held that position. It had been that way since the pack was founded. If a beta family failed to produce a male heir, the title would be passed to another family, one that could and that family would hold the position until they, too, could no longer produce sons.

My family had always been the beta family.

But my mother never bore a male child.

I remembered once, before my grandfather died, how he had told my father to either produce a male heir or take a mistress who could. My father had refused, planting his feet firmly and standing his ground.

After my father’s death, I had been certain of it, I would never be beta. The title would eventually be taken from our family and given to another.

It was.

“Lilith, my dear,” my father had said softly, smiling as his hand stroked my head. “I don’t know the answer to that. But I am sure of this, you can make anything happen. You’re a special girl, after all.”

You can make anything happen.

That was what he had said.

Of course, I had believed him then. I was eight. But not anymore, until…

“Do you want to be our beta?”

I remained frozen in place, eyes wide as I stared at the men before me, Lucien, Silas, and Claude. Each of them wore a different expression, yet all three watched me in silence, studying me, waiting for my response.

My heart pounded like a war drum. The ticking of the clock sliced cleanly through the air, as if it were counting down to something. Still, I didn’t move. Silas’s words replayed over and over in my head, and when I finally managed to speak, it wasn’t out loud.

It was a mindlink to Dravena.

“D-Dravena… did you hear that? They-they want me to become beta-”

“The audacity!”

Dravena’s sharp voice cut me off, making me physically flinch. A soft gasp slipped from my lips, and almost immediately, the three Alphas narrowed their eyes at me. But Dravena’s fury echoed so loudly in my head that I

couldn’t even focus on them.

“Me? A beta? How dare they think we deserve to be beta? I mean, you, I can understand but me? The Goddess’ s golden wolf? A beta?” She scoffed.

The image before me flickered, then shifted. Suddenly, she was standing upon a throne, hands planted on her waist, golden eyes blazing. A sneer curved her lips, her chin lifted in pure pride.

I blinked, staring in near disbelief.

Wait… she thought the beta position was lowly?

“I am Dravena,” she continued. The wind in the throne room sharpened, whipping around her as her hair and golden dress moved in the air dramatically.

“The first wolf the Goddess ever created. I watched her shape weak humans like you. Do you honestly think the position of beta is fitting for me?”

Her chest puffed out as she spoke, pride radiating from her. My head tilted slightly as I stood there, dazed in front of the men, yet my response went only to her through the mindlink-confused, hesitant.

“But… we’re maids right now, though,” I said softly. “Isn’t that lower than being a beta?”

I hadn’t meant it as an insult. After all, it was this very position that was keeping my mother alive.

But my words seemed to land like a physical blow to Dravena.

She actually staggered back, slapping a hand over her chest as if she was in pain. Watching her, one very clear thought crept into my mind.

This wolf… she reminds me of a prideful cat.

The next second, her expression snapped back to its usual careless nonchalance. She flopped dramatically onto her seat, crossing her legs gracefully. The slit of her dress parted just enough to reveal bare skin, making her look effortlessly tempting, without even trying.

She fixed her golden eyes on me, leaning back and resting her head on one hand. With the other, she pointed at me lazily as she purred.

“Don’t confuse things, human. You are the maid. I am not.” She jabbed a finger at herself and huffed. “Besides, the only reason I’m tolerating this whole maid nonsense is because of their dicks- I mean, the contract.”

I blinked.

“Think about it,” she continued thoughtfully. “If you become their beta, would the contract still be valid? Would they still take care of your mother?”

I narrowed my eyes at her, actually considering it now that she had said it out loud. Would the contract still hold? Being a beta meant status, wealth, connections but…

My gaze instinctively flickered to Samuel, who was still seated casually, biting into the apple in his hand as he watched me. The corner of his lips curved upward when our eyes met, his head tilting slightly, amused.

Would they still let Samuel treat my mother?

He was the best doctor there was and the only reason he was treating her at all was because of the deal. “Plus…” Dravena went on, waving her hand dismissively, “the only position we deserve, that I deserve is Luna- Before she could finish, an amused voice sliced cleanly through the air.

“You don’t want to be our beta, little wolf?”

The words were drawn out lazily.

I stiffened, my attention snapping back to the present, to the Alphas before me who were still watching, still waiting, before shifting to the one who had spoken.

Claude.

He leaned against the desk, his head propped on his hand as he tilted it slightly, studying me with open amusement, one perfect brow lifted.

“Even though many would give up anything to become beta?” he continued, his smirk widening. “You don’t care about the power? The status…”

His gaze sharpened just a little as he added,

“The ability to get revenge on those who once looked down on you?”

I blinked, momentarily stunned. He wasn’t joking, he was tempting me.

And the worst part?

He was right.

Keep talking and I’ll kill you.

Claude only laughed harder, Samuel joining him, while I stood there, dazed, until-

“Since the moment Fangspire was founded,” Silas said calmly, “no woman has ever been beta. Why do you think that is, Lilith?”

His voice cut through the room.

I watched as he rose from his seat, slowly removing his jacket and placing it casually on the desk. His movements were measured, deliberate, every step increasing the pressure in the room.

My heart rate spiked when he stopped directly in front of me, towering, waiting.

Seconds passed in silence.

I swallowed hard and looked away, forcing my voice to remain steady.

“Because… men are stronger than women.”

I didn’t say it because I believed it but because it was the reason Fangspire had always given. Men were stronger. She-wolves were meant to stay home and bear children.

That had always been the rule.

“Do you believe that?”

Silas’s voice was closer now.

My hands clenched instinctively as he stood only an inch away, his gaze unreadable. When I didn’t answer-

He vanished.

One second he was in front of me.

The next, he was behind me.

My body went cold as his presence pressed close, towering. Even without turning around, I knew, by the shiver racing down my spine, I knew that he was smiling.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

“Then let’s test that,” he murmured, his voice brushing my ear.

My heart nearly leapt out of my chest as his hand settled on my shoulder, the air around us tightening with

tension.

“If you can land a hit on me,” Silas said calmly,

“then, Lilith, you will be our beta.”

That was all.

Just those words.

They made me spin around with wide eyes, just in time to catch the look on his face, just in time to feel Dravena, who had been raging in my head, go utterly still.

The world around me froze.