Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

CHAPTER 62 She is Nothing but a Glorified Whore!

‘Maeve…that woman…’ Ann began hesitantly as she stared intently at the woman’s face.

‘Before you say anything else….don’t. I know exactly what you’re thinking. I feel the same way about her.’ She growled furiously in reply.

‘Why does she make my skin crawl though? It’s as if…’

‘She makes us feel this way because she’s full of darkness, Ann. Before you ask… yes. We do know her. We have met her before.”

Ann struggled with the fury that she felt rolling from Maeve and without warning Adam’s arm reached backward and his fingers closed around her shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly.

The small gesture surprised her and her heart seemed to flip. It was almost as if he could sense how she was feeling… but that was impossible… right?

‘Nothing is impossible with the Daemon Lord’s power, Ann. You wanted it to be convincing… perhaps he has made it so that everything is shared between you…including mimicking the intricacies of the bond.’ Maeve mused, the anger still clear but decidedly less intense after Adam’s touch.

Ann wasn’t sure what to think about this development, and she was more curious still about just who this woman was, but her attention was drawn by the figure of Tomas, rapidly striding across the dining hall towards them.

‘Look at that crusty little prick. Who does he think he is?! How dare he challenge their Alpha this way?!’ Maeve roared in indignation in her head.

‘He’s not wrong about the subterfuge though Maeve, we have faked the mark…”

his Pack and his personal life is none of

slightly at the tone in her voice as she tried her best to block her violent threats toward the elders out. Maeve’s anger and indignation were infectious

over him disdainfully, not even

now that your lies have been revealed. Alpha or not, you cannot prevail against so

he

accomplish here Tomas? I thought I made it clear that if you continued with

promise of violence in the undertone that ran through

sound excited Maeve and Ann could feel her lustful desires towards her mate at

the time, nor the place for such. distracting thoughts… but she couldn’t

he jabbed Adam hard in his chest with

posturing is futile, Adam. You know as well as I do that you haven’t marked that woman. She is nothing but a glorified whore! Forsaking her true mate

one swift motion, Adam’s arm shot up and his fingers wrapped around the old man’s throat

old man and I promise I will make your death as slow and painful as

was unmoved. There was no trace of fear in his eyes

whore. And you are no better. She bears no mark on her. She does not belong to you, nor this Pack!” Tomas ground out as he glanced towards the raven-haired woman and

he looked certifiably insane, his eyes shining with a manic light as he gestured

the dining hall had drawn a huge

themselves and there was a clear divide between the ranked wolves of who stood behind their Alpha no matter what his decision, and those