Mated to the Alpha triplets

Chapter 11. My first kiss

Olivia

I wondered if Sadie was only pretending to be ill just to make me do all her work for her. I wouldn't put it past her, I've only known her for a day, but she seemed to be just like Helen. I tried to talk to Miss B but she was on the phone, nodding at whatever was being said.

“The triplets are calling for you, Olivia.” She said as soon as she dropped the phone.

The first thing they do after coming back from school is to call me in, probably for another round of insults and torture.

I sighed and nodded at Miss B before heading up to their suite.

I got to their room, knocked and waited for them to call me in. I pushed the door open and saw Helen sitting on Lucien’s lap smiling. Logan and Lucas were seated on the massive queen-sized bed laughing as well.

I cleared my throat slightly to signify my presence. I bowed slightly to greet them.

“You sent for me, Prince Logan.”

“Yes,” Lucas said.

“We need a bottle of wine to celebrate Helen’s completion of the training she went for. Mind you, it must be a secret, I don’t want Miss B or any other person to find out. If anyone does, I would assume you spilled the secret and come for your head.”

Are they supposed to be drinking? I hope I don't get into trouble for this…

I quickly nodded and headed out to get the wine. Thankfully, Miss B and some of the maids were out of the kitchen. I went to the wine cellar. My mouth was open in amazement as I walked down the stairs leading to the wine cellar. It was not only huge but also well-lit and had so many bottles of different wines that I wondered just how they could keep track of what was nearly finished. I picked out a bottle at random and hoped it would be fine as I walked back out of the cellar. I got glasses and placed them on a tray along with the wine. I walked as fast as I could without dropping what was in my hands, as I rushed back to their suite.

It would be just my luck if I happen to run into Miss B, or worse, the Alpha.

I stifled a giggle as I thought of the Alpha finding out that the precious heirs were day drinking instead of focusing on their school work or even training.

I got back and waited again for them to let me in after knocking, the memory of what happened the day I entered without permission was fresh and painful.

“Do you care to join, Olive?” Lucien asked as I poured them their drinks.

Lucas and Logan gave me a mischievous look which made me gulp.

“I’m sorry, Prince Lucien, I don’t drink.” I rejected him respectfully.

“You should have a taste of this expensive wine, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity,” Lucas said mockingly.

“I still have a lot to do in the kitchen, if you will excuse me, sir,” I said.

“It’s very rude to ask her to join when she does not drink,” Helen interrupted.

With that, they released me and I quickly scrambled out of their room. I returned to my room to give my mom a call.

“Hello, hon.” My mom chirped at the other end of the phone, “How was school today?”

“I’m fine, mom. I don't have much time to chat with you, I only called to tell you that I won’t be coming back home today. I was told to fill in for a sick maid. Bye, mom. Love you.”

I hung up before she could say anything.

I returned back to the kitchen and started my work without any delay. At that point, I had begun to see the advantages of not having Sadie around. I knew it made me a bad person to think that way, but I was glad Sadie was sick because there was no one to disturb me or shout at me in the kitchen. On the other hand, I was slightly distressed as I meant I had a lot to do. I thought of the group project we were assigned and groaned.

Miss B came back to the kitchen and called for me.

“Alpha Damon asked me to call you in. You will follow me now as I need to serve him his lunch.”

Why will the Alpha call for me? Did I do something wrong? Did the triplets say something about me to him?

All these thoughts navigated through my mind as I followed Miss B.

We went through several hallways, curving and winding until I completely lost any sense of where we might be in the massive palace. She knocked and we both went in.

When I first saw the Princes' suite of rooms, I thought it was huge and overly ostentatious. The Alpha's suite made that of the Princes pale in comparison. Beautiful was an understatement, it was jaw-dropping. I lost myself totally.

I was jolted back to the present when Miss B tapped my shoulder.

“Stop gawking and compose yourself, Oliva. We're in the presence of the Alpha.”

“I’m so sorry, Alpha Damon.” I apologized with a bow.

The Alpha smiled at me and asked me to look up. I was surprised he actually smiled at me. I thought he would be hostile like his children as this was my first time interacting with him. I had never attended any wolf gatherings or meetings because I didn't want to be bullied. As a result, I knew nothing about our Alpha and Luna, not even what they looked like up close.

Alpha Damon asked Miss B to leave and she did after paying her respect. He asked me to move closer to sit with him.

I did so reluctantly with my head still hanging low.

“Your name is Olivia, right.” He asked, causing me to raise my head up.

“Yes, Alpha,” I replied.

“How has been your stay in the palace?”

I dared not say a word about his children being bullies and tormenting me. I only nodded and lied to him that I was enjoying my stay in the palace as well as my work.

He smiled softly as though he could see through my lies. “You see, my children may appear to be spoiled brats, but they are all kind-hearted. They only pretend to be aloof because of the position they are in as my heirs. Unfortunately, this started after their mother passed away due to an illness a few years ago.” He added.

He continued, “My sons are just young boys going through puberty. From what I have seen and heard about you, I don't mind having you as their mate and the future Luna, but at the same time, I don’t want to force them to love you. I only agreed with them to let you in the palace because I know them more than they think they know themselves.”

I listened attentively to every word the Alpha told me and I could only smile tentatively, a small bud of hope blossoming in my heart. If the triplets were only like that because they lost their mother, then maybe…

No Liv, don't make excuses for them. And don't hope, you'll only get hurt.

The Alpha asked me to understand and told me he was putting them in my care.

I’m still a child my parents are caring for, how can I care for others, Alpha Damon?

I left his room and headed back to the kitchen as soon as I was dismissed. All eyes were on me, and I knew they must have heard about me being summoned by the Alpha. I ignored the probing eyes and whispers and strode to my station with my head held high.

Just then, the kitchen phone rang. Miss B wasn’t in the kitchen and none of the other maids moved to pick up the call as well. Unbeknownst to me that although they all wished to serve the princes, Miss B was the only one permitted to pick up the kitchen calls. I picked up the phone and heard Logan's slurring voice.

“Miss B, send Olivia to our room right now.” He shouted without waiting for a reply. Miss B walked in at the moment. I was glad she wasn’t the one who picked up, because Logan sounded drunk and I didn’t know what would have happened if she had picked up the call.

Miss B scolded me for picking up the call and yelled at the other maids for not stopping me. She asked me not to repeat such before releasing me to go and attend to the princes.

I hope they don’t break the bottle on my head now that they are drunk.

I knocked before pushing the door open. I saw the triplets drunk and I couldn’t find Helen.

“Where is Helen?” I asked.

“She went to my closet," Lucien said while standing up to me.

He looked so different in his drunken state that I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

He stumbled closer to me and my hands shot out to steady him as we crashed into each other.

“You look hot, maid Olivia.” He said.

His next move surprised me as he planted a kiss on my lips.

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