Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

CHAPTER 61 The Lie

Ann’s stomach seemed to tie itself in knots as they descended the stairs together and made their way into the dining room.

She had felt Adam’s tension increase as he readied himself for a confrontation with the elders… but it never materialized. The hallway and dining room were empty apart from the usual Omega’s scurrying about.

The tension seemed to dissipate almost immediately from Adam’s shoulders and he pulled a chair out at the dining table for Ann to sit at with a tight smile.

They hadn’t chosen to dress any differently, assuming that it may arouse suspicion if their usual styles had changed. Ann sat in a pale blue merino wool sweater with a high neck and her hair down, and Adam had stuck with his usual business suit with a high neck collar on his shirt.

They chatted lightly about their plans for the day. After all, nothing had changed in their work lives and they still had important meetings to attend to. As they talked quietly between themselves, the dining hall began to fill up with members of the Pack that had attended the morning’s training.

The majority of females eyed Ann suspiciously as they filed in, whispering behind their hands and staring pointedly at them both. Both she and Adam were aware of the subtle change in the attitude of the Pack’s members.

They were giving off a distinctly unfriendly feeling towards Ann, and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat as Adam leaned towards her to whisper in her ear reassuringly.

“Don’t worry, Ann. They won’t approach you while I’m here.”

Ann snorted and turned to look at him with a glint in her eye.

“Adam, It’s okay. I’m not afraid of them, you know? I can handle myself and if, for some reason, I can’t, then Maeve will handle the rest.” She whispered back with a soft smile.

Adam frowned slightly.

Wasn’t that his job? To protect his mate from any threats? Did she really not need him?

He blinked, a little stunned as he realized that he had, for the briefest of moments, thought of her as his true mate and not merely a contracted mate. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something more was going on between the two of them.

Yet, he couldn’t quite decide just what that ‘something’ was.

Was this fake mark intensifying his feelings for her?

Was it just a by-product of the Daemon magick?

He stared at Ann speculatively as he leaned back in his chair.

It was as if she was already imprinted in his heart and although his wolf rarely communicated with him, even before the Daemon Lord’s help with the mark, he couldn’t get her out of his head

“Is everything okay Adam?” Ann asked, her eyes searching his and filled with concern.

“If they lay one hand on her…” Adam snarled.

“Yes… they will be appropriately punished Adam, I know. I certainly didn’t expect them to challenge your authority so openly anyway. I was pretty shocked if I’m honest.” Allen said as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

served downstairs. They seem to have gone all

you two might end up with

Ann blinked in surprise.

soon?” Ann said carefully as Maeve jumped around excitedly in her

you two aren’t exactly quiet when you’re going at it. Contracted or fated mate… whatever you two are… you certainly give the bonded mates a run for

Adam grinned widely.

little ones running around,

The

as much as he did? After all, he was expected

normally did was to try for their first set

some sort of strife in the pack or the packs that they were allied

we should wait a little, Adam?” Ann asked

frowned at her and she swallowed

the minute and the… uncertainty… about certain. issues,” She said looking meaningfully between Allen and Adam, “I’m not sure it would be safe for me

Allen hummed thoughtfully.

the target of any attacks… as well as your unborn pups. Whether your bond is real with her or not, the

hadn’t considered that his own unborn children might become

He sighed heavily.

brusquely as Ann seemed to let out an audible sigh of relief, which for some reason, made Adam’s

Let’s see what these old farts have

for sure, today seemed like it was going to be a

descended the stairs together and made their

Adam’s tension increase as he readied himself for a confrontation with the elders… but it never materialized. The hallway

dissipate almost immediately from Adam’s shoulders and he pulled a chair out at the dining table for Ann

chosen to dress any differently, assuming that it may arouse suspicion if their usual styles had changed. Ann sat in a pale blue merino wool sweater with a high neck and her hair down, and Adam

work lives and they still had important meetings to attend to. As they talked quietly

of females eyed Ann suspiciously as they filed in, whispering behind their hands and staring pointedly at them both. Both she and Adam

Ann, and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat as Adam leaned towards her to whisper in her

They won’t approach

to look at

afraid of them, you know? I can handle myself and if, for some reason, I can’t, then Maeve will handle the rest.” She whispered back with

Adam frowned slightly.

mate from any threats? Did she really not

briefest of moments, thought of her as his true mate and not merely a contracted mate. The more

he couldn’t quite decide just what that

this fake mark intensifying

a by-product

at Ann speculatively as he leaned back in

wolf rarely communicated with him, even before the Daemon Lord’s help with the