Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 172

Claude pov

An hour later.

We were going to die.

“Either the Alphas die or Lilith dies. If you mark her, she will meet her end. If you don’t, the three of you will meet yours. That is the real curse of the Moon Goddess… the true punishment given to you.”

Those were the words Lilith’s wolf had spoken.

Those very words had been uttered to my brothers and me a few days ago.

And when I heard them, my first reaction had been a cruel smile.

Of course.

It had been too good to be true.

When I first heard that Lilith was our mate, I had felt a warmth I had never known before and suddenly, everything had become clear.

The bond had always been there.

From the very beginning, when that timid girl had walked into that room, willing to offer herself to my brothers and me, I had known, in that moment, that she was different.

She wasn’t like the others.

Something deep within me had stirred the instant our eyes met.

So… I had allowed myself to hope.

For the first time in a long while, I thought perhaps life might finally be worth living.

That my brothers and I might finally be happy.

That now that Lilith was ours… everything would be fine.

But I should have known better.

That hope had been nothing more than a fool’s dream.

Yet the moment those words were spoken, I saw it clearly, there wasn’t even a flicker of hesitation in their eyes.

My brothers had already made their choice.

And so had I.

We weren’t going to mark Lilith.

This wasn’t her punishment.

It was ours.

She didn’t deserve to die.

She didn’t deserve to suffer for sins that were never hers to bear.

And more than that… I had long known that I had fallen for her.

The girl before me.

The blonde girl who wouldn’t hesitate to give up her life to save others.

So in that moment, I made myself a promise—

That while I was still alive, I would do everything in my power to protect her… to keep her safe. To make her happy.

And as I stared at the girl before me, now in nothing but her underwear, yelling at the top of her lungs, her eyes squeezed into slits and her lips stretched into a bright, reckless grin, I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped me.

Somehow… I had gotten it wrong.

It wasn’t us who would make her happy.

She was the one who brought life into ours.

“Wait, Lilith, don’t jump! We don’t know how deep the waterfall is!”

Silas called out, brows furrowed with worry as he reached for her, trying to pull the giggling girl back.

“Yes and you might catch a cold. Come here and put your clothes back on,” Lucien added, his tone gruff, though the concern beneath it was impossible to miss as he held out the dress she had just slipped out of.

But Lilith only wriggled free from their grasp, stepping right to the edge of the waterfall, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she shook her head.

Then she pointed dramatically at the rushing water below and burst into giggles.

“It’s not low!” she insisted, swaying slightly. “It looks fun! We should all jump!”

“Lilith—”

Before either of them could stop her, she took a step back and jumped.

Just like that.

Without hesitation.

Still smiling.

“Lilith!”

Both Lucien and Silas lunged forward at the same time, their voices sharp with alarm as they rushed to the edge, staring down as if the fall could actually harm a werewolf—her, of all people who had the goddess wolf.

I stepped up beside them, my gaze dropping just in time to see her resurface.

A second later, her head popped out of the water, hair clinging to her face as she broke into a wide grin and waved up at us excitedly.

“Wow! It’s so cold and refreshing! Come on!”

“Phew, she’s fine,” Silas muttered under his breath, though his shoulders hadn’t quite relaxed.

A chuckle slipped from my lips.

Of course she was.

Now, you might be wondering what was happening to Lilith but it was simple.

She was drunk.

After eating, she had asked for a glass of wine. Then another. And somehow, before anyone realized it, she had abandoned the glass entirely and was drinking straight from the bottle like there was no tomorrow.

No one would have believed it.

The timid, shy Lilith was apparently a reckless alcoholic in disguise.

Which explained why she had just stripped out of her dress in the middle of the night and thrown herself off a waterfall without a single thought.

Lucien exhaled, glancing at Silas.

“What do we do?”

Silas opened his mouth but a slow, mischievous grin had already spread across my lips.

“What else?”

Before either of them could react, I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside, then shoved off my trousers, leaving only my briefs as I stepped toward the edge of the cliff.

I flicked them a glance over my shoulder, my smile turning sharp.

“Let’s have some fun.”

And before they could process it…

“CANNONBALL!”

I jumped.

The water swallowed me whole—cold but exhilarating before I resurfaced right in front of her.

Lilith was already grinning, face dripping as she threw her hands into the air.

“Hell yes!”

She giggled, her eyes shining under the moonlight, her entire body alive with excitement.

Goddess…

She was beautiful.

I let out a low chuckle, moving closer, the water rippling between us as I caught her by the waist to steady her swaying body.

She stumbled into me without resistance, her breath slightly hitching almost immediately and for a moment, she just stared at me—wide-eyed, flushed, lips parted.

I chuckled softly at her reaction, knowing my brothers were watching from above. My lips curled into a smirk.

Before Lilith could react, I tightened my arm around her waist, pulling her flushed against me. Her wet bra clung to her skin, nearly transparent beneath the falling water. Without hesitation, my other hand slid to her cheek.

Lilith’s eyes widened in surprise just as I leaned in and kissed her.

The corner of my lips curved and without hesitation, I bit her bottom lip lightly. A soft gasp slipped from her, giving me access to deepen the kiss. I felt her shiver under my touch, perhaps from the cold water… or perhaps from the growing hardness pressed against her.

Either way, when I pulled back slightly the next second and winked at her, clearly teasing, she could only stare up at me, flushed.

I could practically feel my brothers’ jealousy from above.

But before I could even gloat, she did something that left me stunned.

Her shock was replaced with hunger the very second.

She slowly licked her lips and let out a soft, breathy moan and without hesitation, she reached up and slapped my face lightly with both hands. Before I could react, she leaned forward like a hungry wolf and muttered under her breath,

“More.”

Then…she kissed me hard.

My eyes widened in mild surprise, especially when her greedy hand slipped under the water toward my briefs, trying to slide inside. For the first time in my life, I couldn’t react at all, frozen in disbelief as Lilith’s lips moved against mine.

But just before her fingers could slip inside—

Splash!

She was yanked away from me.

We all noticed immediately.

My grin disappeared.

Silas and Lucien went alert at once.

Lilith’s brows knit together as she placed a hand over her chest, breathing becoming uneven.

Not teasing anymore.

Not joking.

She looked almost distressed.

We moved closer.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, concern creeping into my voice.

Before I could finish, her hand moved lower.

And in one swift motion—

She tore off her bra.

The water seemed to go silent.

Before any of us could react, she did the same with her panties, claws flashing briefly as she ripped the fabric away without hesitation.

Then she moved forward.

Closer.

Until she stood only inches from us in the middle of the water.

Moonlight reflected off her skin.

Her eyes glowed with intensity, no longer playful, but burning.

Breathing shaky, lips parted, cheeks flushed deep red.

Her gaze moved between us slowly with need and heat.

Her voice came out soft but desperate.

“I’m hot… Alphas… I’m so hot…”

She swallowed, chest rising and falling quickly.

The air thickened instantly, heavy and charged.

And just as I began to wonder if she was in heat again.

Silas spoke calmly.

“Claude.”

His eyes never left her.

“You picked the wine, right?”

Lucien slowly looked at me too.

Silas continued, voice steady.

“What was the name of the wine?”

As soon as I heard his words, it clicked.

My stomach dropped.

My expression drained instantly.

I slapped a hand over my mouth.

Shit.

That wine.

It was the one we used during rituals.

The one meant to heighten desire.

It wasn’t just wine.

It was infused with an aphrodisiac.

And Lilith had just finished the entire bottle.

A full bottle.

My eyes widened.

“Oh no.”