Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 60

60/Bring me his tongue.

Lucien pov

“My three sons, heed this advice from your father. You brothers should be your closest allies, the ones you trust above all else. Love one another, protect one another. Lucie, never hesitate to give your life for Claude, Claude, never hesitate to give yours for Silas. And Silas, never hesite to give your life for Lucien. When I am gone one day, be wise leaders, find your Lamas, and follow the teachings of the goddess.”

“Alpha Lucien… Alpha Laucien.”

My eyes slowly opened as Abraham’s voice broke the silence. When I fixed my cold gaze on the rearview mirror to meet his, he stiffened, gripping the steering wheel tighter,

The air shifted, suddenly sharper, as I unconsciously unleashed a tense aura, staring at him in mild irritation.

A second passed as I continued to fix my gaze on him, watching cold sweat bead on his forehead, his body trembling as he gripped the wheel tighter, trying desperately to focus on the road.

He knew he’d fucked up, knew I was furious, even though my expression stayed cold and unreadable.

I rarely dreamed of the old man, and now I had been woken up abruptly.

He swallowed nervously, about to speak, apologize, but the next moment, I withdrew my aura and unfolded my arms, tilting my head slightly. My voice dropped low and dark as I commanded,

“Speak.”

He exhaled sharply at my words, and this time, he didn’t hesitate. He lowered his head in a small, submissive bow, eyes flickering back to the road.

“I apologize, Alpha Lucien. Please forgive me for disturbing your sleep… I’ve just gotten off a call with the Beta of Bloodthorn. He said Alpha Lucas has received the information and will also prepare to go to war against Verek.”

My eyes narrowed at his words. For a brief moment, I didn’t respond. Instead, I closed my eyes back, crossed my legs, and folded my arms, letting the weight of it all settle as different thoughts raced through my mind.

After what happened with Verya at the packhouse earlier, I dug into her claim that she had information about Verek. I didn’t trust her the way Silas did, too many people had sworn they knew that bastard’s whereabouts, and if she’d been lying, I would’ve ended her myself.

But the more I traced her recent movements, the less it looked like a lie. She’d been tracking his trail for months.

It seemed she truly knew where he was hiding, so I told Abraham to inform Lucas, the Alpha of the second- strongest pack, the same man who had fought beside the old man, the only one who’d escaped with his life.

I didn’t like him, didn’t like the greed in his eyes, didn’t like his smile, didn’t like the way he underestimated my brothers and me.

The only reason I hadn’t taken his head, the only reason I tolerated his constant disrespect, was because of Silas.

He said we might need Lucas to fight Verek, since he was the only one we knew who had ever caught a glimpse of Verek’s face.

“I see.”

I finally hummed nonchalantly, granting him permission to continue. I knew there was more, there was no way that greedy bastard wouldn’t use this opportunity to ask for something in return for agreeing to fight.

And I was right. Abraham hesitated for a brief moment, and even with my eyes closed, I knew he was staring at me

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fearfully, afraid I would get furious at whatever he was going to say. But he obeyed, just as he was meant to.

“He also stated that Alpha Lucas said he was happy the esteemed Alphas have finally found the bastard who killed your father, and that he would be more than willing to offer any help in fighting him. But…” Abraham’s voice faltered briefly, though he pressed on when I made no move to open my eyes.

“But he said he carries trauma from that day. He claims he cannot forget the sight of that evil man taking the late Alpha’s life. He saw him torture the Alpha… and then demand that he kneel, beg for his life, and call him the Alpha of Alphas.”

The air grew tense as Abraham continued, his voice trembling slightly when a killing intent surged through the

space.

But it wasn’t mine. It was Dealen’s. He growled at the back of my mind, his agitation deepening with every second that passed.

Still, I said nothing, didn’t react, only listened. As Abraham went on, the corner of my lips curled into a humorless smirk.

“But the late Alpha refused. He would never bow to a man who slaughtered innocents at will, who trampled on others, who preyed on women and children. He declared he would rather die a justified death than bow to evil, that the goddess herself would see that he is punished. The beta said Alpha Lucas still carries the trauma of watching Verek rip your father’s head from his body as though it were nothing… before tossing it to the ground and stomping on it.”

“H-he said that Alpha Lucas would still help, but… he wants a reward for doing so. L-like that newly discovered land that was auctioned out to you and your brothers. And… he hopes you three will reconsider making his daughter the Luna of Fangspire.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he inhaled sharply and quickly added,

“That was what Alpha Lucas’s beta told me.”

Silence fell over the car as it glided down the road, and when Dealen’s voice cut through my mind, the intent in the air surged.

“Kill him, Lucien. I want him dead,” he spat. “That bastard talks about his death every opportunity he gets, how dare he? I want his head, Lucien. I want his blood”

My smirk widened at his words. The next second I drew the killing intent back, and as I slowly opened my eyes a soft chuckle slipped out of me.

Dark. Unamused.

My eyes flickered to the rearview mirror, when I met Abraham’s gaze, he trembled and quickly lowered his eyes. I didn’t stop laughing, the sound echoed through the car. I reached into my pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

Placing a cigarette between my lips, I flicked the lighter and lit it. I drew in a long smoke, then pulled the cigarette out, exhaled, and hummed under my breath.

“Is that so?” I asked in a low drawl.

Abraham stiffened, then quickly stammered, “Y-yes, Alpha His beta told me everything and it sounded like Alpha Lucas was there too, I kept hearing his voice in the background of the call, laughing.”

He wouldn’t meet my gaze as the car slowly came to a halt, and as my chuckle deepened, I turned to the window where we stopped in front of the Alphas’ cemetery, the resing place of every Alpha of the Fangspire pack.

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I stared, inhaled another puff of smoke, then muttered under my breath,

“Interesting… really, interesting.”

Abraham stayed silent.

For a moment, as my eyes grew colder, I could hear the rapid pounding of his heart, each second stretching into

what felt like a minute.

When a soft scoff slipped from me and I uncrossed my legs leaned forward, and reached for the bouquet of white roses, he sprang out of the car and rushed forward. He opened the door with a low bow, his frame trembling as my gaze swept over him. I climbed out, stood tall, eyes fixed on the cemetery, and pushed a strand of hair back before I spoke.

“Abraham, tell Lucas this for me: in two days his pack will fall into my brothers and my hands. In two days he will lose everything he loves and cares for. In two days he will be tortured, and in two days he will lose his head.”

I took another drag of my cigarette. Abraham swallowed as he heard me, then he lowered his head and answered,

“Understood, Alpha Lucien.”

But as I puffed and took a step forward, I stopped and turned back to him, tucking my hands into my pockets as my lips curved into a slow smile.

“Oh, before I forget. I also want his beta’s tongue. Go to his pack tonight and bring it to me.”

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