The Cursed Triplet Alphas' Fated Mate -
Chapter 51: Irritation
Chapter 51: 51: Irritation
Sue
I swallowed the lump that was suddenly in my throat, and I forced myself to glance away from the sight while the wave of pain I previously felt after opening the door surged through me again.
As I was handling Angelo’s drink to him, Landon spoke up at that moment.
"Get your sexy ass over here once you’re done with Damon, Lyla. you’re gonna put that pretty mouth to good use."
Lyla giggled excitedly. "Okay, my prince."
The disbelief currently seeping into my body was unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I tried keeping my face blank as I handed Landon his drink as well, then I turned to leave just as Angelo drawled out.
"Cute uniform."
Ugh. There horrible bastards.... They can go fuck themselves.
When I left the lounge, I made sure to not slam the door in order not to give them the satisfaction of them getting to me.
When I returned back to my room in the slave quarters, I was fuming. I was so annoyed that all I wanted to do was to run in the woods in order to clear my head. Back at home, I used to run in the woods when it was midnight and there’d be no wolves around. Because I couldn’t shift since I had no wolf, I couldn’t run with others that could shift, so I was pretty used to running on my own. And it used to help me with getting my thoughts together, which is why I’d give anything to be able to run in any kind of woods this time.
But in my present situation, that was nothing but wistful thinking.
After Iris and Ada returned, they were at my side almost immediately, asking what was wrong. They still tend to tend to me and pamper me like they still had to answer to me hand and foot. After all, I initially asked them to not call me my lady and to just call me Sue even back when they were assigned to me by Damon, but they refused, and now, that seemed to have stuck with them because even despite me now being maids like them, they still tend to call me ’my lady.’
"Who’s Lyla?" I asked as I looked between them.
Isis shrugged but Ada’s eyes gleamed.
"Is it Lyla ? Lyla Vonn?"
I nodded slowly. "I think so. She pole dances, yes?"
Ada nodded. "Yes, that’s definitely her. What happened? Did you run into her?" She asked and I let out a huff, feeling irritation shrug through my insides at the thoughts of Lyla surfacing in my mind. She had barely acknowledged me back there.
"Who is she? To the princes, I mean,"
Understanding dawned on Ada’s face as she clicked her tongue.
"She and the princes used to hook up a lot. She’s a daughter of one of the members of the royal court. She left to study abroad for over three years, but it seems like she’s back now because a few maids said they saw her arrive here this afternoon. I hadn’t believed those rumors, but seeing that you’re asking about her, it means those rumors are actually true." Ada explained while Iris nodded.
"Oh, that Lyla." She began to laugh. "It’s actually funny. She’s highly sought after by a lot of eligible suitors here in the pack, however, it seems like she only wants the princes. But after all the time she was absent, everyone thought she had moved on and gotten together with someone else, but clearly not." Isis explained and I let out a laugh of disbelief.
No wonder the princes were so arrogant, when literally everyone wanted them.
"That’s crazy." I finally stated and they both nodded.
"Honestly, her arrival just means she’s gonna give the princes’ betrothed brides a lot of hell. She usually have the upper hand whenever they fought because everyone knew the princes were fucking her, unlike their betrothed brides whom everyone in the palace knows that they dislike." Iris added while Ada laughed.
"You’re so right. There’s definitely gonna be a lot of drama unfolding in the coming days." She agreed with Isis.
I wasn’t sure of what to think or say, so I only sighed as I slumped against the wall I was leaning again.
"Don’t worry, my lady. I believe that since you’re their fated mate, they’ll still be unable to stay away from you no matter what." Ada said as she gently massaged my shoulder.
I snorted as I shook my head. "I’d rather they do cause I want nothing to do with them."
Isis and Ada frowned down at me, looking quite shocked.
"But they’re your mates, my lady."
I rolled my eyes. "Yet, they’re treating me this way,"
Ada seemed to be in deep thoughts while Isis shook her head. "I- I think they might have their reasons."
"Well, they can go fuck themselves then cause I never want to have anything to do with them. I wish they’d reject me and let me go instead of keeping me here against my will. Those horrible and awful princes."
I bit out bitterly.
Ada’s eyes widened as he leaned closer. "My lady, you can’t badmouth the princes cause if caught, you’ll be punished."
I rolled my eyes while scoffing in disbelief.
"Who the hell would punish me for something like that?" I demanded.
A voice from the doorway responded smoothly.
"Me."
I stiffened, and when I glanced over at the doorway, my eyes settled on the scowling face of Lady Beatrice. Beside me, Ada and Iris silently cussed.
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Apparently, bad mouthing the princes warranted ten strokes of the cane, but I was exempted this time because this was my first time.
But Lady Beatrice gave me a firm warning to make sure that never repeated itself. I reminded myself to always make sure the door is closed before I bad mouth the princes, because there’s no way I’d just stop bad mouthing the people who ruined my life like this.
Right now, I was so angry that my hands shook at my sides as I marched up to the princes’ room cause apparently it was time for me to go clean it up, as their personal maid.
So, I’d bad mouth them if I fucking want to.
I didn’t know why and how, but I forgot to knock before entering the room, and I literally stumbled on air and fell on my knees, while loud moans and the sound of skin hitting skin filled the air.
My jaw was literally on the ground... because the princes were having sex with Lyla right now.
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