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…”

and his personal life

her violent threats toward the elders out. Maeve’s anger and indignation were infectious and she could feel her own anxiety and emotions mirroring

Adam and swept his eyes over him disdainfully, not even bothering to hide the contempt he felt for him anymore as Adam

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

expressionless as he stared coldly

I made it clear that if you continued with this nonsense

carried the promise of violence in

Maeve and Ann could feel her lustful desires towards her mate

her eyes. This was neither the time, nor the place for such. distracting thoughts… but she couldn’t help but bite her lip gently as the wave

laugh rang out from Tomas’s mouth as he jabbed Adam hard in his chest

I do that you haven’t marked that woman.

up and his fingers wrapped around the old man’s

and I promise I will make your death as slow

was no trace of fear in his

a 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

this moment, he looked certifiably insane, his eyes shining with

the middle of the dining hall had drawn

there was a clear divide between the ranked wolves of who stood behind