Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 49

49|She must agree to it

Verya pov

The air shifted-heavy, thick, suffocating.

I could feel it, the killing aura radiating from the three men before me, their sharp gazes all landing on me the moment I said those words.

A slow smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as I leaned back against the seat, head resting on my hand, idly toying with the glass in the other, watching the three of them with amusement.

Silas’s eyes darkened, narrowing on me, the book in his hand having fallen to the ground, the corners of his lips tugged into a frown as he stared.

Lucien’s gaze pinned on me colder than before, sharp, a cigarette dangling loosely from his lips as his stare burned into me.

And Claude? Ah, Claude’s aura thickened, heavier than the rest. His eyes snapped open, cold and deadly, his expression shifting in an instant, far from the usual lazy facade he wore.

He was serious, lethal, eyes like a predator staring straight through me, and I knew this was the real Claude, the one who didn’t hide behind a smile.

The world seemed to freeze as all three of them watched in silence, and in that moment, my smirk widened. A low, amused chuckle slipped past my lips.

I guess I had finally gotten their attention.

But why wouldn’t I?

It was the one thing the triplets cared about most, their only weakness.

After their father’s death during the rogue war, they had been hunting Verek, the rogue leader, to avenge their father’s death or more precisely, his beheading. But the man they hid himself well.

That was his specialty.

He never fought personally, never revealed his face, and anyone who did catch a glimpse of him never lived to tell the tale.

A sneaky bastard, with barely any information known about him.

He and his rogue army were a constant nuisance-killing, poting, raping, committing every vile act in the worst ways imaginable. The triplets father hadn’t been the first to hunt him down, but he was the first to actually track him, alongside Alpha Lucas, the leader of the second-strongest pack.

But they had walked straight into a trap.

Though Lucas barely escaped with his life, their father and his beta weren’t so fortunate, they were slaughtered in that war.

And so… that was why they needed me. To track down Vere

My chuckle deepened, louder this time, and in the next second, I loosened my grip on the glass. It slipped from my hand, shattering against the ground, and the world seemed to resume. The men’s auras sharpened instantly, pressing down with a force that could make anyone flinch,nyone afraid.

But if I had ever feared death, I wouldn’t have provoked them in the first place.

“Do you have more of this wine?” I finally broke the silence my tone low and teasing as I let out a lazy yawn,

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reaching for the empty bottle with ease. My smile widened as I tilted it in my hand, studying it with interest. “I like it. We don’t have this at the Goldenstorm pack. The ste… it’s pretty unique,” I murmured, tilting the bottle upside down to catch the last few drops on my lips. When I did, I ran my tongue slowly over my bottom lip, humming in satisfaction as my eyes fluttered shut.

Just when the silence threatened to stretch endlessly, Silas finally spoke. His voice cut through the air, cold, emotionless, yet edged with something sharper.

“What did you just say, Verya?” he asked, his tone low, dangerous. “Repeat yourself.”

My smirk widened at his demand. My eyes slowly fluttered open, meeting his gaze head-on without flinching, even though a cold shiver instinctively ran down my spine. Still, I answered with a smug expression, shrugging as I set the bottle back on the table.

“What did I say?” I echoed in confusion, deliberately toying with him. “I’ve said a lot of things… I can’t quite remember them all. Would you mind refreshing my memory?”

Silas’s eyes grew colder at my words. I watched as he tilted his head slightly, studying me, controlling his anger, calculating his next move, deciding exactly what to do with me.

He was, without a doubt, the sharpest of the three.

The most calculating. And to me, the most dangerous.

Why?

Because Silas was a man who didn’t need brute strength to get what he wanted. If there was anyone among the triplets I’d rather not cross, it was him. But then again…

My mind went back to that girl from last night, and instantly my body betrayed me. My pussy throbbed, ached and my wolf purred at the mere image of her bare skin. I could almost see her eyes rolling back in pleasure, legs trembling as she came undone beneath me, my head buried between her thighs.

That body. That scent. That girl.

I wanted her.

Ah, I wanted her so badly.

She looked exactly like Rose, like my Rose.

Just as I began to wonder if that girl would taste like Rose, a low chuckle echoed through the room, snapping me out of my daze. My eyes shifted to Claude, who had started laughing.

The dry, humorless sound filled the room as he leaned forward on the desk, placing his hands flat against it. His head tilted slightly to the side, his gaze locked on me with an intensity that made every hair on my body stand on

end,

“Hahaha… how amusing. How fucking amusing,” he drawled, his eyes widening, glowing brighter as his aura thickened around him. “You claim to have information about Verek? Do you really?”

He leaned in closer.

“What is it? Tell me, do you know his whereabouts? Do you know where that bastard is?”

For a moment, I didn’t respond, my eyes fixed on him, studying his expression.

The smile on his face wasn’t the usual teasing smirk he always wore. This one was different, wild, bloodthirsty.

And in that instant, I realized I was looking at that side of Caude.

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The one even Alphas avoided.

A man who smiled while he killed, who laughed with blood dripping down his body. Who slaughtered in the most brutal way possible and wouldn’t stop until he was satisfied

The Grinning Reaper.

That’s what everyone called him.

Still, I wasn’t afraid of death. Not after losing the only person who made life worth living. So I nodded calmly, answering his question.

“Well… I might’ve gotten intel on where he’s hiding. I came to tell you about it.”

I dug into my pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Slipping a cigarette between my lips, I flipped the lighter open, waving my hand nonchalantly.

“But then, I changed my mind. I’m not saying it again. The information is now off-limits.”

As soon as I said that, Claude’s face lit up as though he hadn’t heard my last words, only the part where I claimed to know where Verek was. Before I knew it, his laughter rang out, wild and unhinged, as he ran a hand through his blond hair. The insane glint in his eyes deepened, and when he spoke again, his voice was almost a growl, his own, mixed with that of his deranged wolf, Dervic.

“Finally!” he hissed, whipping his head toward his brothers. Their attention snapped to him, their expressions cold, emotionless… yet I could feel it.

They were bloodthirsty too.

“Haha, after two years of hunting that bastard, she says she knows where he is. She knows where that rat is hiding. Isn’t that good news?”

Claude’s voice echoed, but his brothers only stared, silent at the madness in his eyes. Then, in a blink, Claude was in front of me, faster than I could react. He slammed his hands onto the desk and leaned in close, his face just inches from mine, the twisted grin on his lips widening.

“Now, tell me where he is, Verya. Where is he hiding?” he demanded.

My gaze narrowed on him for a second before I tilted my head slightly, taking a slow drag of my cigarette. I held his stare, unflinching, even as my wolf growled in the back of my mind, urging me to back away, sensing the danger. I didn’t.

Instead, I exhaled a swirl of smoke right into his face, my expression blank as I replied, voice steady.

“Are you deaf? Or do you simply not want to hear me? I said I’m not telling you again.”

This time, I spoke slowly, making sure each word sank in. Almost immediately, the air around us surged. The world seemed to freeze as Claude’s smile vanished, his eyes slowly turning an eerie white.

That was when I heard Silas click his tongue behind him, his voice low, almost bored.

“Stupid girl.”

And then it happened. I wasn’t sure how or when, only that it did. One moment I was in the chair, the next my throat was seized in a crushing grip. I was flung across the room like a rag doll, crashing into the wall with such force that a deep dent caved into it.

I groaned, my eyes snapping shut as I spat blood and pain shot through my body, but before I could even react, Claude’s presence was back in front of me. As soon as I opened my eyes he had already grabbed my neck, lifting me off the ground and pinning me against the wall. When my vision fully adjusted, I saw him close to my face,

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mere inches away, growling, fangs extended, claws digging into my skin as he strangled the life out of me.

And that smile… that crazy smile. He was wearing it.

“I asked you a question, Verya. Where is he? Where is that bastard hiding? I don’t want to kill you, you know, though Dervic keeps urging me to but I won’t,” his smile widened. “So tell me where he is, hm?”

My heart pounded against my chest as I stared at Claude. His grip tightened around my throat, my lungs burning for air. But it wasn’t fear I felt.

No, it was excitement.

Adrenaline coursed through my veins as I felt my life slowly drain away at the thought that I might die any second. And death? That was what I had been craving. Dying at the hands of one of the strongest Alphas, well, that was even better. 1

A low, rough chuckle slipped out of me. I weakly reached toward Claude’s hand and, as his gaze narrowed, I tightened my fingers around his so he would squeeze harder and be done with it. 1

“Oh, Claude. D-do it,” I grunted, the corners of my lips curving into a slow smile. “Kill me. Do you honestly think I would be afraid of death? I want it. I w-want to die, so do it, bastard.”

As soon as I said it, Claude snarled like he’d lost it. I hissed as blood trickled from where his claws dug into my skin, and at the same time I heard Silas’s emotionless voice speak.

“Are you not going to stop him?” he asked his brother, Lucien, tone flat.

Lucien, who hadn’t said a single word, replied in the same unhurried voice. “Not really. You know how he is when he gets that way.”

My smile widened. I held Claude’s grip tighter, a second from dying, I closed my eyes and let them roll back, welcoming death.

Finally… finally I could be with her.

Just as everything began to blur and an apparition of Rose formed in my vision, there was a loud thud. My eyes snapped open to see a book on the ground beside Claude. He clutched his head, no doubt the book had hit him and turned to Silas with a harsh glare. His hand loosened slightly and I started gasping for air, my throat burning. Through the blur I watched Silas stare at Claude with a blank, disapproving look as he shook his head slowly.

“Don’t be dumb, Claude. If you killed her, how would we get Verek’s whereabouts?” he asked as if talking to the most foolish person alive. He didn’t give Claude a chance to answer

His gaze shifted to me as he spoke.

“And you, you want Lilith, right? The girl can be given to you for an hour, but under one condition.” He tilted his head and continued, “She must agree to it.” 2

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