Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (eBook)

A Dark Werewolf Reverse Harem of Fated Mates

Nyssa Kim (Autor)

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2025 | 1. Auflage
241 Seiten
Publishdrive (Verlag)
978-0-00-110342-9 (ISBN)

Infos

'If this is the life you want me to live,' I whispered into the storm, 'then I'd rather die.'
A flash of lightning split the sky-
and when I opened my eyes, three men stood before me.
'Are you okay, miss?' the first asked, voice calm and soothing.
'If you want to kill yourself,' the second said flatly, 'don't do it in the middle of the road and inconvenience other people.'
The third simply smirked. 'She's pretty, though. Drenched, but still pretty.'
That was the night I met them-
the cursed Alpha triplets
*********
I was born wolfless-an outcast in a world ruled by Alphas and them fated mates. My father died protecting our pack, my mother lies dying, and I have nothing left but a promise I can't keep. In a society where strength defines worth, I was already forgotten.
Then came Silas, Lucien, and Claude-the cursed Alpha triplets bound by the Moon Goddess. They offered gold for one night; I accepted to save my mother's life. But that night awakened something inside me-a hunger, a voice, a bond that defied fate itself.
Now their scent clings to my skin, their touch burns in my dreams, and I can't tell if I'm their salvation or their curse.
Perfect for fans of reverse harem, dark werewolf romance, fated mates, one-night-stand and slow-burn stories.
BOOK 2 (CH44-87)

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Chapter 45|Take her.

Lucien pov

“You guys need my help, but apparently your brother wants to kill me. Haha, you’re some hosts, aren’t you?”

Those were the words that rang in our heads as Silas and I sat in the study, half-buried in paperwork.

It was Verya who had spoken, and neither of us gave much of a reaction.

Claude was the laid-back one between the three of us, the outgoing man, unlike Silas and me. He rarely lost his temper, but when he did, he never thought twice about ending a life.

But as we stood there in the wolfless girl’s room, the problem wasn’t that Claude had Verya dangling at the edge of the window, his hand clamped tight around her throat. No, what made the air turn cold, what made Silas and me fix our furious stares on Claude was that the bastard had done it again.

We’d told him not to visit the girl tonight, not until Verya left, but like the idiot he was, he never listened. Just like he never did.

The evidence was plain the moment we stepped inside. The room reeked of Claude’s scent tangled with the girl’s, their essence lingering thick in the air—it reeked of sex.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught the girl trembling, her face flushed as though she wanted to vanish into the wall, the crushing aura of four Alphas pressing down on her all at once.

My gaze flicked back to Verya, still caught in Claude’s grip, yet grinning through it. Her eyes wild with excitement were locked on the she-wolf.

The corner of my lips twitched into a frown at the sight, and before I realized it, Dealen growled in my head, pushing to take control, to assert our dominance, our claim against Verya. I forced him back, severing the connection just as Silas exhaled beside me, rubbing his brow, his voice low and edged with frustration.

“Claude,” he muttered, breaking the silence.

Claude blinked as though snapping out of a daze. A slow grin stretched across his lips, and with one hand still clamped around Verya’s neck, he lifted the other in a careless wave, almost playful.

“Oh, hey, brothers! How are you doing? Lovely night, isn’t it? What brings you here? I thought you were working.” His head tilted as he spoke, his grin stretching wider.

Verya rolled her eyes with a grunt, but even as his grip tightened around her throat, she didn’t react. She just dangled there, calm and careless, wearing a nonchalant expression as if her life wasn’t in danger or maybe she knew it was and simply didn’t care.

Silas clicked his tongue and shook his head before leaning away from the wall, unfolding his arms and straightening to his full height. His face stayed blank as his eyes fixed on Claude.

“Release her, Claude. We need her alive.”

Claude arched a brow, blinking in genuine confusion

“Who?”

Silas’s gaze flicked pointedly to Claude’s hand, still wrapped around Verya’s throat. Claude followed it, then noticed her grinning back at him. A quiet “ah” slipped under his breath, followed by a low chuckle.

“Ah, right. Forgot.” With a sheepish rub at the back of his head, he finally loosened his grip and let her go.

But she had been dangling at the edge of the window, with nothing beneath her, and it happened so suddenly that Verya’s eyes widened as she dropped straight down.

The she-wolf gasped sharply at the sight, but the rest of us didn’t so much as flinch, simply watching her fall from that height. Claude, wearing a nonchalant expression, glanced down once and in the very next moment, Verya sprang back through the window, landing beside him.

They turned toward each other. Claude’s glare cut into her as he muttered under his breath, towering over her.

“You called them, didn’t you?” he hissed out in disdain.

Verya only flashed him a grin, shrugging with eyes filled with amusement. My patience, however, was already wearing thin.

I was going to kill that bastard.

“You really want to die, don’t you?” My voice echoed through the room as I stepped forward, and instantly, all eyes snapped to me. Claude’s eyes widened; he swallowed hard, then pointed at himself with exaggerated shock.

“Me? Die? Don’t be ridiculous. Who in their right mind wants that?” he scoffed, a crooked grin tugging at his lips. “Honestly, brother, you should quit throwing lines like that around. People might start believing you.”

He shook his head with mock disappointment, glancing between me and Silas, who stayed silent, his expression unreadable.

“I agree with Lucien this time,” Silas finally said, stepping to my side. “I think you really do want to die.” His head tilted slightly as his gaze slid to the she-wolf and almost instantly, she lowered her head, her fingers clutching at Claude’s shirt, the fabric barely covering her thighs.

For a moment, my eyes lingered on her, and I felt it, the ache. My cock straining against my pants, the pull toward her so sharp it begged me to forget restraint, to part her legs and take her until she was dripping with my essence, until she was screaming my name.

Damn it, it was maddening. I could barely hold myself together.

There was no doubt this was the same hunger Silas and I had felt back in the study, the urge to drop everything and storm into the girl’s room. But we’d held it back, pushed against the voices of our wolves drawing us to claim her. Unlike…

My gaze shifted to Claude. The moment my eyes narrowed, he cleared his throat and looked away.

Unlike this idiot.

“Explain yourself,” I said, stepping closer. My aura surged, thickening the air, and Claude immediately stepped back, his hands raised in defense. Yet he didn’t look afraid, didn’t even look nervous, just faintly guilty, as if he already knew he’d screwed up.

This was the second time he’d broken the rules we set, all because of the wolfless omega.

“R-right. Of course. I’ve got a really good explanation for this, brothers,” he stammered, grin fixed in place as he kept retreating, step by step.

“So like I said, I really do have an explanation…” his grin stretched wider in mischief. “But something tells me you’ll want my head either way so…”

Then, without breaking eye contact, he sprang up onto the railing in one fluid motion, balanced there and lifted his hand lazily, waving it with that infuriating smirk.

“So, bye for now, catch me if you can.”

That was all he said before vanishing in a blur, gone in the blink of an eye. An unamused scoff slipped from my lips as I watched him disappear, and the next second, my aura pulled back, fading as my expression turned cold.

“There’s no use running after him. You can’t keep up, you know how fast he is,” Silas spoke beside me, his tone flat, almost hollow.

I didn’t respond. He was right. I had no intention of chasing. It would only be pointless.

Almost immediately, Verya’s voice cut in, amused, teasing, drawing our eyes to where she sat on the bed, chin resting on her hands, a smirk tugging her lips.

“Wow, you brothers are really ruthless. Even threatening to kill each other,” she drawled, then leaned forward at the edge of the bed, her eyes lighting up as though she hadn’t been strangled just minutes ago.

“If the three of you fought, who would win?” Her catlike eyes narrowed with interest, the question hanging in the air, heavy.

If any one of us fought… who would win?

Tsk. What a dumb question.

I ignored her, but Silas spoke, stepping forward, his voice cold and clipped.

“What are you doing here, Verya? This isn’t the room arranged for you. Don’t you know it’s rude to wander around a home that isn’t yours?”.

“Rude?” Verya chuckled. “Your brother almost strangled me, and I’m the rude one?” She snorted, eyes flashing. “You needed my help, Silas, and I came here thinking I should offer it but with how big this packhouse is, I got a little lost. Next thing I knew, your evil brother—” she gave a dramatic sniff, rising to her feet as she dabbed at a nonexistent tear, “he strangled me, he wanted to kill me. I was so terrified, Silas.”

Silas’s expression didn’t shift in the slightest as she spoke, and neither did mine. But Verya didn’t seem to care. Her gaze flicked suddenly to Lilith, and all eyes followed. I watched as Lilith stiffened under the weight of our attention.

She stood motionless, eyes pinned to the ground, timid.

“But, as the kind woman I am, I will forget everything that happened if you give me this woman—”

Before she could finish, a startled yelp escaped her lips. When I turned, I saw Silas had effortlessly lifted her over his shoulder, carrying her toward the door without a single word.

“Hey! What are you doing?!” Verya screamed, eyes wide, frozen on Silas’s shoulder, too stunned to move from the sudden action.

Silas didn’t answer. He kept walking. As he reached the door, he turned his head toward me, eyes locked on mine to see if I would follow. When he met my gaze, he already had his answer. Without another word, he stepped out of the room, leaving Verya screaming at him to let her down, shouting how dare he treat an Alpha that way, until her voice faded into the background.

As soon as they left, the room fell into silence. I turned my gaze to the girl and found her pressed against the wall, small body trembling. The moment our eyes met, she dropped her head, biting her bottom lip.

She was scared, there was no mistaking it.

“Are we finally going to have our fun tonight, Lucien?” I heard Daelen...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 12.11.2025
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• ISBN-10: 0-00-110342-3 / 0001103423
• ISBN-13: 978-0-00-110342-9 / 9780001103429