Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 75

75/Lilith, you’re so fucked.

Lilith pov

“Oh goodness, isn’t Verya hot? She’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. If she wanted me, I wouldn’t hesitate to drop to my knees for her,” Lora, one of the maids, said with a bright expression as we headed downstairs, her eyes practically sparkling with awe. She turned to me with pout.

“Unfortunately, I heard she’s going back to her pack today. If only she stayed a little longer.”

I lifted a brow at her words. Verya was leaving the pack? Was that why she told me those things earlier?

After Verya walked out of the room, my mind went blank, replaying everything she said, how, despite being an Alpha, she called the triplets dangerous, fear flashing briefly in her eyes.

Then Lora had rushed in, pink-faced, asking why Verya had been in my room and if she needed something. Since the truth wasn’t an option, I lied and said Verya had lost her way, realized her mistake, and left.

After that, I got dressed. Since I couldn’t wear the maid outfit, I chose a simple white dress instead. Now, on my way to the kitchen, I was about to learn how to make the Alphas’ coffee from Theila.

“I see,” I muttered under my breath in response to her words. But before I could react further, Lora stopped walking and turned to me sharply. As she leaned in with a bright smile, I paused, confused by her sudden

movement.

“Lilith, you seem like the kind of person who doesn’t like talking much, right?” she asked.

I blinked at her, caught off guard. Staring into her warm brown eyes, I realized my attitude toward her, both today and the day we met had probably come off as distant. She seemed genuinely nice, unlike the rest of the maids who were currently passing by, throwing glares my way and whispering under their breath.

But as usual, I ignored them. Their words were like air, passing through me.

But Lora… she was different. Cheerful.

Maybe I’d been too cold.

So I smiled a little and reached up to rub the back of my neck awkwardly.

“I guess so. I just don’t talk much. Sorry if I came off as cold.”

Her smile widened immediately, and she shook her head, waving her hands dismissively.

“No, no. Don’t apologize. I was just curious,” she said, then lifted her hand for a handshake, her eyes bright with excitement. “Let’s be friends. My name’s Lora, in case you forgot.’

I couldn’t help but chuckle at her words, but as my gaze fell on her outstretched hand, a faint warmth spread through my chest.

Friends.

When was the last time I’d heard that word? Oh, right, before everything in my life fell apart. Before my father’s death. Back then, I had people I called friends. Seraphina was even one of them.

We went shopping, partied, laughed like the world couldn’ touch us. But after my father died, they all vanished, pretending not to know me. And Seraphina…

The corner of my lips curved into a faint, bitter smile. I guess they were never really friends in the first place.

“Sure, let’s be friends,” I said softly, taking Lora’s hand. Then, with a small grin, I added, “And I remember your name, Lora.”

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She laughed, squeezing my hand before letting go, and together, we made our way toward the kitchen.

The moment we stepped inside the bustling room, nearly every head turned, most of them toward me.

I stopped at the doorway, taking in the scene. There were at least five girls in maid uniforms, all around my age, and every single one of them wore the same look the second they saw me, narrowed eyes, lips curled into snarls.

But one face stood out.

Ella.

The girl who had shown me to my room on my first day here, the one whose wrist I’d almost broken.

Her glare was sharper than the rest, her hands curling into fists at her sides, but I ignored her and shifted my gaze to the elderly woman standing at the center of the room. Her uniform was different, dark blue instead of the standard black and white. The head of the kitchen staff, no doubt.

When her eyes met mine, I lowered my head slightly in greeting. She regarded me for a moment, then gave a curt nod before turning to the others.

“Everyone, pay attention!” she barked, her tone clipped and impatient as she gestured to the food lined up on the

table.

“The Alpha of the Bloodthorn pack is also here today, so we’ll be serving his meal as well. That makes five Alphas at the table. Do not make mistakes. Serve carefully, keep your heads down, and do not speak unless spoken to.”

Bloodthorn pack.

That was the second strongest pack. So he was here too, visiting Fangspire.

“Yes, Miss Jhea!”

The maids responded at the same time before they began to take the dishes one after another, their posture straight, expressions professional and unreadable, except for Ella.

Her glare was sharp enough to cut through me, and as she brushed past, I felt the weight of her resentment.

Lora quickly took my hand and led me toward Jhea, who turned her attention to us. 1

“Miss Jhea, I’ve brought Lilith. Where is Miss Theila?” Lora asked.

“She said the Alphas called for her. She’ll be back soon,” Jhea replied without missing a beat.

Then her sharp gaze shifted to me. “In the meantime, help the others serve the food. And Lora, come help me cut the fruits.”

She ordered, and without wasting a second, turned around, picked up a large pineapple, and began slicing it with quick, precise movements.

I stared at her back for a brief moment before snapping out of it.

“Yes, Miss Jhea,” I said, picking up a few plates from the table.

Lora gave me a small smile, whispering, “See you later.”

I returned it with a nod before walking out of the kitchen, heading toward the dining hall. As soon as I stepped in, I found the other maids already setting the table, their whispers filling the air.

But the moment they noticed me, the room fell silent. Eyes flickered in my direction, cold, watchful but I ignored them, making my way to the table.

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When I placed the plates down, I began setting them, arranging each one at its seat, and as I worked, the whispers started almost immediately, if you could even call speaking that loud whispers.

“Look at her. Isn’t she the previous beta’s daughter? Working as a maid just to seduce the Alphas. Shameless.”

One of them said, her mocking laugh cutting through the air.

“Right, I heard she’s wolfless too. How could she possibly be the Alpha’s personal maid? It’s ridiculous.”

Another added, their words sharp jabs at me but I ignored them. Just like I always did.

“How else could she be the Alpha’s personal maid if she didn’t give out her body?”

This time, I recognized the voice. Ella. My eyes flickered to her, she was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, a bar of chocolate between her lips as she stared at me with that same look of contempt.

“I heard Alpha Verya also wanted to have her way with her, but the Alphas refused,” she said, tilting her head as her gaze met mine, her lips curling into a mocking smirk.

“Really? Alpha Verya?” someone gasped, and almost instantly, every pair of eyes turned to me.

“What did the Alphas see in her? She’s disgusting, throwing herself at them like that. Doesn’t she care about her family’s reputation?”

My hands tightened around the plates I was holding, my knuckles white. For the briefest moment, I felt it, rage… and shame.

Rage, because what right did they have to speak when they knew nothing about my situation?

Shame, because deep down, I knew they were right. I wasn’t thinking about my family’s reputation.

But reputation didn’t matter, not when getting Mother back was all that did.

So I swallowed it all, every ounce of emotion and walked toward the maid who was glaring at me. When she caught my cold expression, she stiffened instinctively.

“Please move out of the way,” I said calmly, my voice flat, emotionless.

She blinked in surprise, stepped aside, and I continued setting the plates as Ella scoffed.

“Family’s reputation? Does it even exist? Her father couldn’t even protect the late Alpha and died, while her mother drank wolfsbane, wolfsbane! Can you imagine?” she sneered. “And now the daughter is selling herself. Their family is cursed, no wonder her father died, soon her mother will too.”

The moment she said those words my steps halted. The last plate in my hand froze as Ella’s voice replayed in my head: “Soon her mother will die.”

The air went cold, the atmosphere thickening. Everyone fell silent. My gaze snapped to Ella, flashing as her eyes went wild with surprise. Before she or I could react, as if compelled by a force, I dropped the plate on the table, grabbed a knife, and gasps filled the room. 1

I hurled the blade straight at Ella. The knife lodged in the wall just inches from her head, I had missed on purpose, just in time as she threw it.

My wolf.

A breathless gasp escaped me as my eyes widened. Ella stand at me in shock, then at the knife, exhaled, and collapsed to the floor. The other maids scrambled away, screaming.

However, I couldn’t control my body anymore.

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Just like yesterday, when Kael had called me, I felt a presence wrap around me from behind. I felt the familiar curve of her lips, and slowly, my own lips curved into a smile.

A soft chuckle slipped out as she spoke, and my mouth repeated every word as if I were possessed. No matter how hard I tried to fight it.

I couldn’t.

“Haha! What a foolish human,”

I said, tilting my head back as my voice echoed through the air. I stepped toward Ella, who stared at me in horror, too stunned to move.

“You must really have a death wish.”

I said, and as I got closer, my hand reached out, grabbing the knife lodged in the wall. I pulled it free, the sound sharp, cutting through the silence. I stared down at Ella, her face pale, eyes wide as I slowly lowered myself to her level and hummed softly under my breath.

“You talk too much,”

I said, and to my horror, my hand moved on its own. I grabbed her chin, forcing her mouth open, and as I brought the knife closer, she began to struggle.

My smile, her smile only widened.

“Do you want me to cut off your tongue? I’m sure that would shut you up, wouldn’t it?”

I tilted my head as the presence around me laughed, the sound so dark it sent shivers racing down my spine.

“W-what are you doing!”

I wanted to scream, to drop the knife, but I couldn’t. It was like another pair of hands were moving mine. Ella trembled beneath me, shaking her head frantically as the other maids screamed behind us. I tightened my grip on her jaw, the blade grazing her lips.

“Lilith! What are you doing!?”

Theila’s voice.

My body froze. My breath hitched.

Those scents…

“Aw, I guess fun time is over,”

That sickening voice hummed around me and just like that the presence vanished and almost instantly, I regained control, gasping, the knife clattering from my hand as I jerked my head to the left.

They were there. Watching.

Claude tilted his head in amusement, a small smile tugging at his lips.

Silas stood cold and still, eyes narrowed, clutching a book in his hand.

Lucien frowned, his hands buried in his pockets as he studied me.

Beside them stood Theila, Verya, and an elderly man.

And as all their eyes stayed fixed on me, one single thought echoed through my mind.

Lilith, you’re so fucked.

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