Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 35

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35 These men were devils

Lilith pov

It happened so fast that no one saw it coming.

The blade flew straight toward her head, the world seeming to slow around it. Even Seraphina couldn’t react, her wide eyes were frozen in shock, her lips parting as though she wanted to scream or try to dodge, but she remained utterly still.

I wasn’t even her, yet my body froze too, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it thundering in my ears.

Seraphina was going to die.

There was no way she could avoid the blade, it was aimed directly at her forehead, and at that speed, it would meet its target. I didn’t even know who had thrown it, but the intent was clear: she was meant to die.

Kael seemed to realize it too, a terrified scream ripping from his throat.

“Seraphina!!!” he roared, yet he didn’t move. His feet were glued to the ground, his hand outstretched as if it could somehow stop the blade.

Behind me, Claude leaned closer, his body pressing against mine, his hot breath fanning my ear.

“She-wolf, tell me, should I save her or…” He chuckled darkly, sending a shiver down my spine as his hand pressed on my shoulder. “Do you want her dead?”

I swallowed hard. Why was he asking me that? Could Claude even save Seraphina? The blade was already inches from her head, could he reach her in time? It seemed possible, given how fast he was… but why ask me?

However, before I could think, my instinct took over. As much as I hated Kael and Seraphina, she was pregnant, and I couldn’t let her die.

“Yes-”

But I never finished. My words faltered, my eyes widening in shock.

Someone had moved-so fast that in the next moment, the blade meant for Seraphina’s forehead was now held effortlessly between two fingers.

And it wasn’t Claude, nor the dazed Kael. It was Silas, standing tall before Seraphina, his expression void of emotion, one hand casually tucked into his pocket.

My breath hitched. Time seemed to resume its course as I watched him examine the blade, his eyes fixed on it with a look of boredom. For a brief moment, no one spoke. The room had fallen into a stunned silence. Even Seraphina and Kael stood frozen, staring at him in surprise the air around us growing heavier with tension.

It wasn’t until Claude let out a low, mocking chuckle behind me that I blinked, snapping out of my daze.

Silas had saved Seraphina.

“Well, aren’t you generous today, brother,” Claude drawled, amusement dripping from his voice.

But Silas didn’t so much as glance at him. Instead, his gaze lifted slowly, locking onto Lucien. I followed the movement and saw Lucien had risen from his seat, now leaning lazily against the table. His eyes were icy, his expression unreadable, and as he held Silas’s stare, he lifted the cigar to his lips and took a long, deliberate drag.

It was at that instant Seraphina seemed to snap out of her daze. A piercing scream tore through the air, yanking my attention back to her. She had collapsed to the floor, hands clutching her head as she cried out, her entire body trembling with terror.

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“Ahhh! My head, my head!” she walled, shalding so violent I thought she might faint right there,

Her scream jolted Kael back to his senses. He whispered he name under his breath before darting toward her.

“Seraphina…” he murmured, dropping to his knees beside her, his arms wrapping tightly around the terrified girl.

But she didn’t seem to notice him, didn’t even glance his way, her hands clutching her head as tears streamed down her face.

I swallowed hard as I watched. It was clear Luclen had thrown the knife, and Claude hadn’t cared to intervene. If Silas hadn’t stepped in, Seraphina would have been killed rght there without consequence,

“Why did you do that?” A low, cold voice cut through the a. I turned to see Lucien narrowing his eyes at Silas.

“You don’t want her to die?”

A shiver ran down my spine at his words. I instinctively trembled, remembering how he had once asked that same question to his brothers on the night of the ritual, when he tried to kill me for being wolfless.

But there was a difference between then and now.

That night, he hadn’t seemed angry. He simply wanted to kill me because he could and perhaps because seeing Silas and Claude defend me had made him want to toy with hem. But this time, I could feel it.

The anger radiating from him.

The air had shifted, his aura thickening until the room itself felt suffocating.

Lucien was furious.

And Silas knew it. Despite his emotionless face, I caught the slight frown tugging at the corner of his lips.

“Yes, why did you do that, Silas?” Claude said, and I inhaled a shaky breath as he leaned away and sauntered forward. His steps were casual, almost lazy, as he moved toward the table where Lucien leaned against. He reached out, plucked a grape from the fruit plate, and popped it into his mouth before continuing.

“Didn’t you hear what she said?” He pointed to himself with a smirk as he chewed. “She said I was blind. That hurts my feelings. Why would she say that? I mean, what on earth did I do to deserve that?”

He ended with a pout, shaking his head, and for a moment my eye twitched as I watched him.

Even Lucien and Silas flicked him a brief look of disdain, but that only seemed to amuse Claude more as he reached for another fruit.

“Just let her go,” Silas said, tossing the knife in his hand aside. His eyes flickered to Lucien. “She is our beta’s mate. Spare her.”

The moment those words left his mouth, Kael, who had been desperately trying to steady the trembling Seraphina as she clutched her head, immediately released her. He dropped into a bow, his forehead touching the ground as he stammered in fear.

“A-Alphas, please forgive my mate. Please pardon her, She-she didn’t mean what she said. She doesn’t-”

“So?” Lucien cut him off coldly, not even sparing him a glance. It was as if Kael’s pleading hadn’t reached his ears at all. “What if she is his mate? She spoke that way to an Alha. Her life should be taken as punishment.”

I inhaled sharply at his words. Lucien was truly ruthless. Cude only wanted to kill Seraphina for fun, but Lucien …he genuinely wanted her dead. And the worst part was, he wasn’t wrong. The punishment for speaking to an Alpha that way was death.

“Is that really the reason, though?” Silas asked, his voice col as he stepped away from Kael and Seraphina. He

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stopped directly in front of Lucien, who stared back at him without a flicker of emotion.

“Is it because she spoke to Claude that way… or is it because of something else?”

The moment he said it, I felt it, just for the briefest instant. His gaze flickered to me, and in the next second Lucien’s followed. As soon as their eyes landed on me, my face burned red, and the overwhelming urge to hide from their gaze surged through me.

However-

“Oooh, that’s interesting.”

Claude’s mutter broke the tension, and both of them looked away from me. My eyes darted to him instead, catching the widening smirk on his lips, as though he knew exactly what Silas was implying

“And the main reason I think we shouldn’t take her life,” Silas continued, walking away from Lucien. He pulled out a chair and sat down, legs crossed with ease. “Part of the reason we were cursed was our ruthlessness, and I don’t think killing a pregnant woman would please the goddess.”

At his words, Lucien’s aura seemed to intensify. His gaze narrowed on Silas, his eyes flashing a sharper shade of white, and that alone made Seraphina scream louder.

“Please don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me! I’m sorry… please don’t kill me!” she pleaded, clinging to Kael, who looked just as terrified.

But Lucien didn’t spare her a glance. His attention stayed fixed on Silas, and just like that, neither of them spoke.

Everyone’s eyes were on Lucien, waiting to see what he would do. Claude looked the most excited, as though he were anticipating some kind of drama. The ticking of the clock seemed to grow louder, the tension heavier.

At last, Lucien broke his gaze from Silas, drew in a slow drag of his cigar, and exhaled, staring at nothing in particular.

And just like that, everything vanished in the blink of an eye. The air shifted back to normal, the suffocating aura dissipated, and Silas seemed to know this meant Lucien had chosen to spare Seraphina. He turned to Kael, his eyes sharp, making Kael tremble slightly beneath his gaze.

“You should leave. For what your mate did, you are suspended from the packhouse for a month. Your monthly pay will also be withheld for three months. And if this happens again…” he tilted his head slightly,

“you will die in your mate’s stead.”

I saw the surprise flash across Kael’s expression, but he quickly bowed his head.

“T-thank you, Alphas, for your generosity.”

With that, he stood and pulled the pale Seraphina along with him. As he walked toward the door, his eyes briefly met mine, and I caught the faintest tug at his lips before he stepped out. The moment he did, my gaze dropped to the ground, painfully aware of the three Alphas’ stares now pinned on me.

And in that instant, a chilling realization struck me. When came here, I shouldn’t have prayed to the moon goddess for strength, or that my life wouldn’t be unbearable.

No-I should have prayed for survival. That as long as I remained here, I wouldn’t die before seeing the day my mother woke from her coma.

Because these men…..

These men were devils.

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