Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Lilith pov

Where was I?

That was the question racing through my mind as I stood on a vast stretch of land, thick mist swallowing everything around me, leaving me unable to see a thing.

I stood there, confused, slowly turning as I tried to piece everything together.

Was I inside my own consciousness with Dravena… or was I dreaming?

The last thing I remembered was shutting myself off after what had happened with Silas, thinking for a long time before falling asleep on the bed without even realizing it. And now-now I was here.

I wasn’t sure what this place was.

It could be my consciousness, like last time. Or it could be something else entirely.

“Dravena?”

I called out softly, taking a cautious step forward into the mist. My voice echoed through the air, repeating once… twice… then a third time, as though someone else were mimicking me. But I knew it was only my own voice bouncing back at me.

When there was no reply, I frowned, my brows knitting together as I drew in a breath to call out again but before I could…

“Lilith, child. Come and practice with your old man. I’ve got a new teaching method to make you faster on your feet.”

The voice rang through the air, bouncing through the mist. The instant I heard it, everything froze. My breath hitched, my eyes widened, and I turned sharply, searching for the source, my heart pounding violently against my chest.

That voice.

I knew it far too well.

It was a voice I had longed to hear, one I ached for, one I thought I had lost forever.

It was-

Before I could react, it happened in a split second. So fast it felt as though a powerful force slammed into the mist. Everything cleared at once, the fog vanishing in a blinding flash of light. I instinctively raised a hand to shield my eyes.

And then…

“I don’t like that evil smile on your face, Jayden. Don’t tell me you’re going to go hard on our daughter? She’s a girl, Jayden. Go easy…”

The voice trailed off.

My mind went blank.

I snapped my eyes open and there they were.

The very people I had never thought I would see standing together again.

My parents.

Father stood there with a guilty smile on his face as he faced Mother, clearly getting an earful from her. Mother stood be him, arms crossed, her expression stern as she scolded him. And as I watched the scene unfold before me, I couldn’t move

I couldn’t react.

I just stood there.

Then…

A tear fell.

Before I even realized it.

It slid down my cheek, my eyes wide, my body frozen in place. Then another tear followed and before I knew it, I was crying.

I just cried.

They stopped talking. Then, slowly, they turned to look at me at the same time, surprise flashing across their faces as they watched me break down. Mother blinked, snapping out of her daze as she took a step toward me, her voice soft, laced with

concern.

“Lilith, are you okay-‘

Before she could finish, I ran.

I didn’t think. I just ran, my voice shaking as I whispered,

“Father… Mother.”

A smile bloomed on my face as I spread my arms, rushing toward them, my heart racing wildly in my chest.

“Beta…”

This was a dream.

“Beta… wake up.”

I knew it was a dream but I didn’t care.

Even if it was only a dream, even if I could only hold them here, I didn’t care.

“Beta…”

I wanted to hug them, to feel their presence, to breathe in their scent just one more time.

“Lilith…”

Father whispered, surprised, just as I was about to wrap my arms around them and pull them into a hug but before I could-

“Beta!”

Everything went dark, they vanished and then I jerked upright on the bed with a sharp gasp, my eyes flying open, my breathing heavy and uneven as my heart thundered painfully in my chest, so hard it almost hurt.

I froze.

Theila and Lora stood before me, eyes fixed on they hadn’t expected me to wake so violently.

my face, brows drawn together in clear concern. They looked startled, as if

My mind was still fuzzy, slow to catch up. I didn’t react right away. I just sat there, trying to piece together what had happened, what had been real, and what hadn’t.

Then the first tear slipped down my cheek, falling onto the bed.

That was when I snapped out of it.

I lifted a hand quickly, touching my face, only to realize I was crying.

It had been a dream.

And yet… I was actually crying.

A shaky breath escaped me. With both Theila and Lora watching, I suddenly felt embarrassed, and I hurriedly wiped at my tears with my hands.

It had been so long since I had dreamed of them. Seeing them again so suddenly… I couldn’t help it.

I forced a small smile onto my lips and drew in a sharp breath, lifting my gaze to meet theirs as I spoke, about to get up.

“Hm… sorry. I didn’t know you were here-”

Before I could finish, Theila and Lora suddenly lowered their heads and bowed deeply, their movements perfectly synchronized. Their voices rang out together, clear and respectful.

“Greetings to the Beta. We servants, pay our respects.”

I froze, my body half-lifted from the bed as I stared at Theila and Lora in surprise, their words echoing loudly in my head, especially one word.

“Beta.”

I mumbled it out, the reality crashing into me all at once,

I had truly become a beta.

After what happened yesterday with Silas, it was all I had been thinking about and somehow, I had forgotten one very important detail.

I had beaten Silas in the match.

Which meant…

I was now the beta.

Just as I struggled to process this new information, Theila spoke, her posture straightening as her voice turned professional.

“Beta Lilith, as of today, your duties as the Alpha’s personal maid have come to a halt. You are no longer required to serve them with daily tasks.”

You wouldn’t believe what happened next.

Theila, the professional, stoic Theila slapped a hand over her mouth and began beatboxing.

Yes.

Beatboxing.

I just stared, utterly speechless, as she nodded her head to the rhythm, eyes closed in concentration.

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Meanwhile, Lora held her hands in the air dramatically, hyping the strangers who had entered the room. She stopped in front of me and announced, voice rising with flair,

“We present to you the finest makeup artists in the entirety of Fangspire Pack!”

“They are known as the Four Thunder, legends in their craft, unrivaled in skill, feared by bare faces everywhere!”

She spread her arms wide, presenting them like some grand reveal.

“Masters of transformation,” she continued, pausing for dramatic effect,

“capable of turning the unprepared… into the unforgettable.”

The four strangers struck poses, makeup tools raised like weapons, heads held high, lips pursed in pride.

Lora clapped enthusiastically, while Theila… continued beatboxing. And I mean, she was really good.

My jaw practically hit the floor.

But they weren’t done.

Theila kept the beat, nodding while Lora gestured to the door.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man burst through, heels clicking on the floor, hands on his hips, head held impossibly high. Almost immediately, I recognized him.

Who didn’t.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Lora continued, her voice rising even higher, “we present the best fashion designer in the world! Money doesn’t just buy his clothes, it opens doors no one else can touch!”

As he walked in, rolls of fabric and boxes of shoes were carried behind him, one woman in front, one at the back, moving in

perfect synchronization, striding with poise, sing beside the Four Thunder makeup artists as Lora finished her speech.

“He is Richard Sinclair!”

Lora clapped her hands, practically bouncing with excitement.

And I… just sat there.

Silent. Motionless. Half-expecting someone else to burst in next.

But then. Theila stopped abruptly.

And almost immediately, everyone in the room turned to me.

1 froze.

Not speaking.

What was I even supposed to say in this situation?

Then before I could react, they all lowered their heads at once, a

nd then, in unison, shouting at the top of their lungs that made me think they had rehearsed this.

“Beta Lilith, it is time to get ready for your date!”

My jaw nearly hit the floor.

My eyes went wide.

And without thinking… I blurted out, disbelief thick in my voice.

“What?!”