Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158

She did something utterly insane.

She stood upright, holding one man by his arm and the other by his leg, and to everyone’s utter disbelief, she began to spin them around, twirling them like rag dolls. Their terrified scream echoed through the arena, while a wild, delighted smile spread across her face, her dress and hair whipping around as she spun.

No one could move. No one could even utter a single word. The crowd was paralyzed in shock.

Yet despite that… the Alphas didn’t look stunned in the slightest. No. Rather, they looked almost in awe. Dravena’s hair fluttered in the wind, her dress flowing elegantly, and they watched as if she were holding bouquets of flowers in her hands instead of two grown men.

“W-what are you doing?!” One of the elders was the first to snap out of his stupor, pointing angrily. “Let my son go!”

“Yes! Let my son go!”

Another elder roared.

Dravena simply chuckled and shrugged.

“Okay.”

And that was exactly what she did. She released them, sending them flying toward the nearest wall. Both of them slammed against it, the impact cracking the surface. The elders who had spoken both fell to their knees, pale and terrified, staring at

his sons.

However, before anyone could even process what had happened the four remaining men lunged forward, eyes blazing with fury. Some had even lengthened their claws as they charged at me simultaneously.

Yet, Dravena didn’t even flinch in the slightest, under her breath I heard Dravena purr,

“Your turn, human. Make me proud.”

Control shifted back to me at the last possible second, just as the men were almost upon me. I knew exactly why she had done it: because at the point of danger, I fought instinctively, without hesitation.

I drew in a deep breath, my senses sharpening. Time seemed to slow. I could hear whispers from the crowd:

“Oh man, she’s going to die!”

“Yes, there’s no way she can dodge that!”

Abraham glanced nervously at the Alphas, asking if he should intervene. Claude chuckled at his worry. Silas didn’t s word, and Lucien’s expression remained unreadable, though his eyes spoke volumes.

“No need,” Silas finally drawled. “She’s already won.”

Instincts took over.

I kicked one, punched another, wrapped my legs around a third neck and toppled him to the ground, then slammed the back of my head into the fourth’s face. One by one, the men fell groaning and flailing, until the last one beneath me went still, unconscious.

I breathed heavily, trying to regain my composure, legs still lightly wrapped around the fallen man’s neck, my heart racing as the crowd remained frozen, unable to process what had just ocurred.

Before I could even catch my breath…

“Again! Again! Let’s fight the old men this time!” Dravena called referring to the elders whose faces had gone ghostly pale.

She did something utterly insane.

She stood upright, holding one man by his arm and the other by his leg, and to everyone’s utter disbelief, she began to spin them around, twirling them like rag dolls. Their terrified scream echoed through the arena, while a wild, delighted smile spread across her face, her dress and hair whipping around as she spun.

No one could move. No one could even utter a single word. The crowd was paralyzed in shock.

Yet despite that… the Alphas didn’t look stunned in the slightest. No. Rather, they looked almost in awe. Dravena’s hair fluttered in the wind, her dress flowing elegantly, and they watched as if she were holding bouquets of flowers in her hands instead of two grown men.

“W-what are you doing?!” One of the elders was the first to snap out of his stupor, pointing angrily. “Let my son go!”

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