Mated to the Alpha triplets

Chapter 21. Are you in love with the Princes?

~Olivia

Beta Benley turned to Lucas as he growled his name.

"Yes, Prince Lucas?"

"Olivia is here in the palace to serve us only, no one else."

"But…"

Growls from both Lucien and Logan shut him up and I smiled inwardly. Beta Benley glared at me and I instantly schooled my face into a blank expression.

"Yes, of course, Princes. Forgive my mistake. I'll just leave now, I have to meet with the Alpha." With that, he bowed and walked away, his shoulders tense and Helen running after him.

I didn't know what to feel about how the triplets had defended me. Maybe defended was not the right word, as they had basically announced to Beta Benley that I was there to serve them.

Still, no one is higher in rank than Beta Benley other than Alpha Damon and his sons, so you should be glad they defended you.

"Stop standing there gawking Olivia and get me snacks from the kitchen."

I jolted and replied, "Of course, Prince Lucien," and walked out, bumping into Helen as I closed the door behind me.

She hissed as she drew closer to me. "I am going to make your life a living hell. You dare to have my father belittled?"

I lifted up my chin in defiance. "I did not do anything."

She raised up her hand and I flinched, but the slap never came. A maid came around the corner carrying a basket of laundry and Helen dropped her hand hurriedly. She glared at me, before stomping past me to enter the game room, bumping her shoulder against mine in the process.

Once the door was closed, I smiled and happily skipped down the hall towards the kitchen.

I got to the kitchen and was humming as I arranged a tray of snacks and juice as Logan had asked. I noticed the stares of the other maids in the kitchen, but I paid them no attention. I returned to their room and served them snacks and drinks.

“I don’t want the juice, I only need water,” Helen said as I handed over the glass of orange juice to her.

Anger burned in my chest at her words, but I couldn't say a word.

“Of course, right away," I replied with a mocking bow and smile which I made sure she saw. She glared, but didn't say anything either.

Just then she leaned towards Lucas and whispered to him but we could all hear her, “ I know my dad went out of the line, but he is still the Beta of the pack, I don’t really like the way you spoke to him. Please don’t get me wrong, you can chastise him but not in the presence of a maid.”

“Your dad didn’t give us the respect we deserve, Helen. And being our friend does not give you the right to oppose our actions or question our judgment.” Logan spoke softly.

I chuckled inwardly at his response before leaving the room. I headed back to the kitchen to get the glass of water Helen had requested. I sighed as I left, catching the eye of the maids who gave me a sympathetic glance.

I got to the room and just as I handed it over to her, Helen gave me a devious smile and I knew what she was about to do, but it was too late. She removed her fingers and the glass slipped from her grip, immediately shattering as it fell.

The triplets turned to look at us as Helen screamed. I instinctively moved forward and immediately felt a sharp pain in my foot. I looked down to see that I had stepped on a piece of glass.

“You really should have been more careful, Olivia. You're gonna get really hurt one of these days if you don't learn to control your clumsiness.” Helen said as she got up and led me to one of the couches and sat me down.

Logan and Lucien also moved closer to take a look while Lucas only leaned back in his chair sipping his drink and observing everything with hooded eyes.

“It’s just a scratch, why all the fuss, Olive?" Lucien said as he observed the wound. I gulped as he looked up at me with a crooked grin from where he was on his knees in front of him.

“Let me take a look.” Helen said as she subtly pushed Lucien aside and grabbed my foot.

“You can go back to your game, Lucien. Don't worry, I'll look after her.” She added.

Lucien shrugged and went back with Logan to their places in front of the screen and instantly resumed their game.

Helen walked into the bathroom and came out with a first aid box, smiling mischievously as she treated my wound.

“It’s not just a little scratch, Prince Lucien. I think she might need stitches.” She said, as she peered intently at my cut.

"She is a werewolf, Helen. She might be a runt unable to shift, but she can still heal herself within a few hours." Lucas drawled.

“Still, I think she's been overworked. She has to deal with school and work here at the palace, plus her social life too. Let her quit instantly, she is still a little girl.” She added.

“No, she is not quitting this job. She is just so dumb. She should have gotten used to it. I don’t know why she is being clumsy.” Logan replied in a testy tone.

Lucien laughed, "Don't worry your pretty little head, Helen. Miss Olivia here does not have a social life. So she's not missing out on anything."

I looked at Helen’s expression, she wasn’t satisfied with Logan’s response. I knew she was now planning to find a way to chase me out of the palace. I should be glad, and find a way to help her with her motive. But I just felt weird.

“You should head back to the kitchen, Olivia or better still, you should head home. I will talk to Miss B on your behalf.” Logan said.

My mouth dropped.

“Yes, you should get some rest and resume back to work tomorrow.” Lucien added.

To my surprise, Helen, after bandaging my foot, helped me up and offered to walk me to my room. I felt troubled at how she was suddenly acting like we were close friends as I knew she was up to no good.

We left the room and I immediately tried to draw away from her. She wouldn't allow this and held on to me tightly. I gave up and allowed her to walk with me to my room. As soon as the door was shut, she pulled away from her forcefully, pushing me away in the process. I stumbled and fell to the floor, hissing in pain as my foot throbbed at the sudden motion.

She crossed her arms and glared down at me. Feeling like I was in a disadvantageous position, I immediately rose up ignoring the fresh blast of pain I felt in my foot.

Pointing to my bandaged leg, she said, “Olivia, this is just a warning and if you fail to heed it, you can get hurt worse than this.” Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

I laughed at her, “You even suck at threatening. You should learn from Logan. You know, the last time he was sick, I was beside him the entire time, caring for him. And you know what, he needed me so much that even after threatening me, he asked me to stay with him. He practically grabbed my hand and begged me to stay with him”

“Bitch, why on earth would Logan allow a filthy omega like you to care for him? I know you are only saying that to make me feel jealous.” She yelled.

“That’s what you choose to believe, Helen. And I know what you were trying to do back there. Don't bother, I can leave the palace only when Alpha Damon asks me to. Not even the princes can make me leave without the Alpha's permission.”

“If you are done, please use the door. I need to change to head home. Out of concern, one of my mates just gave me permission to go home.” I added.

She pushed me, causing me to fall on my bed before leaving my room angrily. I heaved a sigh of relief before changing my clothes and carrying my bag to head home.

I got home and my parents were unhappy to see me get hurt. My dad treated and redressed my cut before insisting that I was to not go to work the next day.

“I need to go dad. The cut will disappear soon and it’s not that bad. I can't just stay home doing nothing.” I said as I gave him a hug.

“Hmm, Olivia, tell me, are you in love with the princes?” my mother asked.

“What?!”