Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 85 Not a Crybaby

Ann allowed herself to cry for only a few moments. Ultimately, her father didn’t

deserve her tears. She grieved for her mother and the life that she had never had with

her, and the happy childhood that was wrenched from her so

There was no doubt in Ann’s mind that she would eventually avenge her mother’s

death, but eventually wasn’t now, and she was impatient for justice.

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Narcissa and Ada deserved to answer for the crimes that they were suspected of, but

she needed solid proof, and as hard as Lexi and her father were searching for

answers, so far their search had reached dead ends.

Reluctantly, she removed herself from the comforting safety of Adam’s arms and

wondered briefly when she had become so reliant on him in her life.

His eyes desperately tried to search hers as she pulled away, but she averted her

gaze. The disappointment and hurt on his face was simply too much for Ann to bear.

She knew that she should have been stronger, she shouldn’t have cried over the

events that were unfolding, after all, she had already seen this coming.

The last thing she wanted was for Adam to be disappointed in her… especially after

he had been so thoughtful in securing a workspace for her…

‘Don’t be ridiculous. He’s not mad at you, Ann. Why the hell would he be mad?!’

Maeve snorted incredulously. ‘Because crying is a weakness that a Luna cannot

afford.’ Ann whined miserably.

‘Oh shut up, Ann. Stop wallowing in self-pity. Crying makes you human and as much

as your softheartedness pisses me off at times, you are the perfect other half of my

soul. Together, we make a perfectly rounded whole.’ Maeve snapped half-heartedly

before sighing deeply.

‘Look, I’m probably going to regret saying this but… you are the perfect squishiness,

bolshy aggressiveness Ann… we

reluctantly, i

lost for words momentarily and she

said it. Ann suppressed a giggle

a less crude side to her personality.

gleefully,

was trying to console you… I feel your too you

f*uc*king uncomfortable. If you’d prefer the

Maeve

you ready?’ Maeve

all ears…’

to

whining like a little baby, Ann, nobody likes a crybaby.

or any of those petty emotions you think about relentlessly.

for you. Alpha’s don’t like being

answered snarkily.

‘Ouch… I’m

Now… woman up and sort yourself out.

get all handsy again to take your mind off it or

muttered as she

the last time I try to play nicely… ungrateful human…’ she muttered

before curling up

look

inner dialogue with Maeve by Adam’s gentle

smiled up at him softly, reaching a hand out to run her

Maeve was… telling me off. I thought you were

to my emotions…” “What? No! I would never…” Adam protested

look of horror on

got

out pretty quickly though.

she didn’t have to apologize, she knew that she would

better than all of this drama, yet

unfalteringly.

overheard most of the conversation, Ann, I didn’t mean to but your father isn’t

for his quiet manner of speaking, and…well…it

with age.” Adam chuckled humourlessly before exhaling

Elder Council at my pack, only

of another at your father’s behest. How do

lips grimly as she debated her options. “I mean, Maeve’s

for ripping them to pieces won’t go down

of a

you know. Together, we could be the

Luna.”

have

I supposed to survive as

in seconds if