Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate By A E Randell Chapter 64

CHAPTER 64 The Darkness in You

“Oh? Enlighten us then, which method can be used to fake a bond because in all of my life I have never heard of such a way.” Ann answered nonchalantly.

If they were to be convincing in this ploy, then she had to call her bluff. Ann knew she was lying and as much as she tried to avoid it in her everyday life, this was the Pack’s well-being that was at stake as well as Adam’s position.

A chosen mate didn’t make you a bad Alpha, and with Adam’s unique situation with the curse that consumed his bond with his wolf and his mate, what other choice did he have?

Esmerelda didn’t answer and instead scowled at her furiously. Ann was sure that if looks could kill, then she would be dead in a second, but thankfully, that was not a possibility.

So instead Ann smiled serenely, the calm attitude that she exuded infuriating Esmerelda further.

Ann leaned in a little closer towards her and smiled widely as she stared confidently into her eyes, seeing the look of unease that flitted across the woman’s face.

“Don’t think that I don’t know what you are…” Ann grinned.

Esmerelda blinked in shock and the color seemed to drain from her face.

“What!? What are you talking about?!” She protested shrilly, the panic bleeding into her voice.

Ann chuckled before her face set into a cold mask, all humor was gone in a second.

“The darkness in you… I see it… I feel it.” Ann almost whispered with a knowing glint in her eyes.

weak protests before Ann laid a solitary

one thing though.” Ann said with a smirk as she raised her voice just enough to be heard by the rest of the assembled

consorting with and influencing the Elder’s of a long- established, and powerful

tried her best to gauge whether or not Ann truly knew

She snorted internally.

no idea who she was

up and led away. Every single one of them looked miserable

of hard work had been

stares of the remaining Pack members

stood before her arrogantly.

of a daughter

that both

little goddess

stomach twisted painfully at the thought of the

left in her priestesses, which was

taken much to

affection yet mistrustful of outsiders

his good graces and become his constant, and faithful bed companion, available whenever he called and whispering her schemes into his

a stroke of genius of her own making, once she realized that the coven’s

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