Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 171

Lilith pov

Awkward.

That was the word I would use to describe this situation right now.

It was so awkward.

I sat on the picnic blanket, my face flushed, my heart still racing, my fingers fidgeting with the hem of my dress as the most breathtaking men sat before me—Silas in brown, Lucien in black, and Claude in white. None of them were wearing their usual suits today, only loose, baggy clothes that shifted softly in the wind.

They looked mesmerizing.

Sculpted like gods.

We all knew that already.

And the reason I was currently looking away from them wasn’t because I was shy, it was because of what I had said earlier.

For Goddess’s sake…

I couldn’t believe I had cried like an idiot and confessed that I loved them.

Not only that, I had even asked them for permission to love them.

The more I thought about it, the more embarrassed I felt.

Especially when I remembered their reactions.

Right after my confession, the Alphas had been stunned.

Truly stunned.

Claude’s mouth had almost touched the ground.

Silas’s eyes had gone wide.

And Lucien had frozen completely, like someone had paused him in the middle of a movie.

Yet… none of them said anything.

It looked like they wanted to speak, but they didn’t.

And after a long, agonizing moment of me sitting on the ground and staring at them, Abraham was the one who finally cleared his throat and politely announced that he would be leaving.

And now…

Here we were.

Sitting together with the food the Alphas had supposedly cooked.

I tried my best not to think about that humiliating confession, but the more I felt their intense gazes on me, the more I wished the ground would simply swallow me whole.

For a moment, I couldn’t help but ask through the mindlink.

“Dravena… do you have the power to make someone vanish into thin air?”

Almost immediately, her image appeared in my mind.

Her lips tilted into a smirk as she looked at me.

Then she simply shrugged her shoulders.

Before I could say anything else to her, a voice cut through the air.

And instantly, my body went stiff.

Claude.

“Ahem…haha, little wolf, you must be hungry.”

My head snapped up toward him.

The beautiful man was smiling sheepishly as he pushed a tray toward me.

“Here,” he added quickly. “How about you try the food we made?”

When he opened the tray in front of him, I couldn’t help but swallow hard.

Inside were chicken salad sandwiches.

One of my favorite meals.

And for a moment, Abraham’s earlier words drifted back into my mind.

“You should have seen everyone’s faces when the Alphas entered the kitchen. The three men that everyone fears, the ones people call ruthless and cursed were standing there wearing aprons while the kitchen staff tried to teach them how to cook.”

I slowly looked up at the three men sitting before me.

Somehow, I just couldn’t imagine it.

These ruthless Alphas—men who could kill without blinking, standing in a kitchen wearing aprons and learning how to cook.

The image simply didn’t fit.

Well maybe I could imagine Claude.

And perhaps even Silas.

But Lucien…

My eyes drifted toward the man in black.

Lucien was staring down at his own plate, a faint frown tugging at his lips, a trace of worry lingering in his eyes.

Honestly, the image of him in a kitchen using a spoon to crack someone’s head open seemed far more believable than him calmly cooking

Before I could dwell on that thought any longer, Claude’s voice slid through the air again.

“What are you waiting for, little wolf? Here, eat.”

I looked up.

Claude was grinning widely as he grabbed a plate and spoon before quickly serving me one of the sandwiches.

“Don’t worry,” he added smugly. “Trust me, you won’t die from eating this.”

Those words somehow didn’t reassure me at all.

Still, seeing the eager expression on his face and remembering that all three of them had apparently tried cooking for me, I couldn’t exactly refuse.

So I forced a small smile and took the plate from his hand.

“Thank you,” I muttered softly.

As I lifted the sandwich toward my mouth, I could see Claude’s eyes shining with excitement.

Hell, even Silas had leaned forward slightly, clearly trying to read my expression.

And Lucien…

Despite his usual cold demeanor, his eyes had narrowed faintly, his gaze fixed on me.

All three of them were staring at me as though something incredibly serious was about to happen.

It was just a sandwich.

Right?

Before taking a bite, I subtly brought it closer to my nose and took a quick sniff.

Not because I thought Claude would poison me.

But still.

My heart was racing nervously.

Even if it wasn’t good, I would still eat it and tell him it was.

That had been my plan.

However—

The moment I braced myself and took a cautious bite, the air around us seemed to tighten with tension.

I slowly chewed.

All three Alphas stared at me.

Especially Claude.

He looked like a nervous yet excited puppy waiting for praise.

After a long, tense moment, I swallowed.

And as I did, my eyes slowly widened.

I froze.

For a second, I didn’t say anything.

Seeing my silence, Lucien was the first to speak.

His voice was low and slow.

“Is it that terrible?”

Silas immediately nodded beside him.

“Yes, I think so,” he said calmly. “Hopefully she won’t die from the taste.”

Claude’s head snapped toward them instantly.

He shot them a sharp glare.

He shot them a sharp glare.

Both of his brothers met it with completely emotionless expressions.

But it was obvious they were silently smirking and mocking him.

Claude huffed, clearly about to look dejected but at that exact moment, I shook my head.

Silas’s lips curved proudly as he watched me eat.

By the time I finished the plate, he looked extremely satisfied with himself.

Before I could say anything else, Lucien quietly pushed his tray forward.

The movement was subtle, almost hesitant.

When I looked at him, I immediately noticed that he wasn’t quite meeting my eyes.

He also kept a bit of distance from me, unlike the others.

Almost instantly, I knew why.

It was the day he had strangled me. The memory flickered through my mind briefly but instead of feeling afraid, I simply smiled at him.

When Lucien finally glanced up and met my gaze, I saw his breath hitch slightly.

He quickly looked away again.

Without saying anything, he opened the tray.

Inside was a pie.

With surprisingly skilled movements, he cut a slice and placed it onto my plate before handing it to me.

I reached out and took it.

“Thank you, Alpha Lucien.”

He didn’t respond.

He only grunted quietly and looked away.

But as I picked up the fork and cut a piece of the pie, I noticed him glancing at me again from the corner of his eye, almost eagerly.

His brothers were watching too.

Then Claude leaned slightly toward Silas and whispered with a smirk,

“Let’s bet. His will be the worst. Who would believe a man like Lucien can cook?”

Silas nodded in agreement.

Lucien was the most ruthless among them.

All he seemed to do was smoke and kill without hesitation.

So naturally, they both assumed he would be the worst cook.

However…

The moment the pie touched my tongue, my eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

My breath hitched.

And my head snapped toward Lucien.

His brows rose slightly in concern at my reaction.

Even his brothers looked alarmed.

Claude quickly leaned forward.

“Quick, little wolf! If it’s that bad, spit it ou—”

But before he could finish, I had already taken another bite.

And another.

Within seconds, the entire slice of pie on my plate had disappeared.

To everyone’s shock, I suddenly leaned toward Lucien and held out my empty plate, my eyes shining.

My tongue briefly ran across my lips as I swallowed before speaking eagerly.

“So good! More… c-can I have more, Alpha Lucien?”

It was incredible.

The best pie I had ever tasted.

The flavor burst across my tongue like heaven itself.

Lucien looked completely stunned.

He stared at my almost pleading expression, like a child begging for seconds.

At the same time, Claude and Silas slowly turned to look at each other.

Then, in perfect unison, they muttered,

“Huh?!”