Mommy Wolf: Raise A Cub, Claimed By His Beast Daddy-Chapter 117: Sisi’s Ambitious Maid
"Hm? And who are you?" Sisi asked, feigning ignorance.
"M-my name is Leah, Mistress. I’ve been Miss Ruela’s servant girl since I was a child!" Leah reported quickly. "If... if Miss Ruela is now a sweeping maid, does that mean I’ll become one too? I-I will follow whatever arrangement you make, Mistress!"
Leah made sure she looked as sincere as possible. Even Ruela glanced at her servant girl with gratitude, such loyalty was rare, especially when her mistress had fallen from favor.
"Oh?" Sisi raised a brow thoughtfully. "Since you’ve been a servant for almost your entire life, you must be quite good at managing a courtyard, no?"
Leah’s heart skipped, "Yes, Mistress. I’ve been managing Miss Ruela’s courtyard in our family home."
"I see, then making you another sweeping maid like Ruela would be a waste," Sisi continued calmly. "I’ll appoint you as a head maid of the Queen’s Courtyard."
Both Leah and Ruela lifted their heads at the same time.
Leah was unable to hide her joy.
Ruela, on the other hand, went pale instantly.
She was glad Leah would remain by her side even though she had been reduced to a mere maid, but their positions had just reversed completely.
With Leah as a head maid, Ruela was now miles beneath her, like a sky and an earthworm.
The realization crushed her pride as she was used to look down on Leah as her servant girl.
"B-but... there’s already a head maid here, isn’t there?" Ruela blurted out desperately. "There’s no point in having two head maids!"
"Diane already has too much on her plate," Sisi replied evenly. "Splitting the work would be better. Diane will oversee the entire courtyard, while Leah will serve as my personal maid. Their ranks will be equal, but their line of works are different."
"I will serve you with all my heart, Mistress!" Leah declared loudly, deliberately drowning out Ruela’s protest before Sisi changed her mind.
Being Sisi’s personal maid was far better than serving the former concubine.
First, it granted her unrestricted access to the Queen’s Courtyard, a sacred place in the palace.
Second, her status would soar. No servant or guard would dare look down on her again, and she would have access everywhere as long as she said that she was under Mistress Sisi’s order.
And most importantly, it was obvious that the Beast King favored Sisi far more than he had ever favored Ruela.
Leah was certain that it was only a matter of time before Sisi became queen.
’To be the queen’s personal maid. That would be the highest honor I could achieve!’ Leah thought with delight. ’...Until I find a way to kill her later.’
Of course, her ambition went far beyond servitude. Leah had been a servant for her entire life, why would she be happy with such a low position?
’If I can’t sit beside the Beast King,’ Leah mused, ’then I’ll take the throne another way.’
Since she would be Sisi’s personal maid, she also had one of the most important benefits;
’By getting close to Sisi, I can get close to the Little Prince.’
Leah recalled the four-year-old boy with white-silver hair and dark blue eyes sitting on Kael’s arm at the banquet.
There was no doubt he’d grow handsome like his father, and definitely would be as powerful as him, since Jojo carried the Beast King’s strong gene.
’If I can’t be queen with Kael... then I’ll be queen with his son,’ Leah thought. ’I’ll teach him how to be a man since he is still very young. So, when he becomes an adult, he’ll be obsessed with me.’
A dangerous thought nearly curved her lips into a perverse smile, but Leah was a master of restraint.
She kept her expression sincere and devoted, as though her life’s purpose was to serve Sisi faithfully.
"Well--" Sisi said as she stood, "everything seems settled. You two may return to the concubine’s courtyard, pack your belongings, and report back here tonight. I expect you in my courtyard by dawn."
"Yes, Mistress!"
Sisi was exhausted. She was about to leave, but before doing so, she glanced back at Kael and smiled.
Kael froze.
There was no disdain in her eyes, only satisfaction.
That satisfied look bewildered him even more, because usually Sisi only had two expressions for him: disdain and more disdain.
"I’ve given you full authority over this courtyard," Kael muttered. "Don’t tell me you’re about to complain again."
"No," Sisi replied softly. She stepped closer, ignoring all watching eyes, and leaned in to whisper by his ear. "I just wanted to thank you... for letting me do this."
Her breath brushed his skin.
"I’ll give you a good show," she added quietly. "Soon."
Kael stiffened completely, and his upper body wasn’t the only one that got stiff.
Before he could respond, Sisi turned and left the pavilion.
He watched her disappear into the main building, then abruptly turned and strode away without another word.
But the way he walked was... strange.
Fortunately, dusk had fallen, and darkness concealed it from most—except Vestor, who watched him go with suspicion.
"You two may return to the concubine’s courtyard," Vestor told Ruela and Leah afterward. "I’ll arrange your transfer formally later."
With that, the pavilion was finally empty.
Kael walked awkwardly through the palace grounds, waddling like a duck, despite being uninjured—not that he was capable of being injured anyway.
A few guards with night vision noticed his gait, but none dared comment.
Kael, however, was in absolute peril.
Because he had an... erection.
Yes, a full on erection that made his shaft as hard as a rock right now.
Of course, like any normal male beastman, he would have an erection from time to time. However, he could never enter a rut because of his curse.
He lived in constant pain, and that overwhelming agony was usually enough to suppress any lust that tried to surface.
But when Sisi whispered into his ear—her breath tickling his skin and her sweet voice bewitching him—his mind simply malfunctioned.
And just like that, he was acting like a teenage wolf who had his first rut.
He glanced down at the obvious big tent beneath his cloak and muttered under his breath, cursing his second Kael.
"Damn it... why won’t you go soft? How long are you planning to stay hard?!"







