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,

Ann… we complement each other.’ Maeve

reluctantly, i

was lost for words momentarily and she could

as she had said it. Ann suppressed a giggle as she tried

side to her personality. ‘Did… did you

Ann snorted gleefully, her low

trying to console you… I feel your too you

prefer the glorious original version of

Maeve

‘Are you

all ears…’

‘Okay… fine… you had your chance to

little baby, Ann, nobody likes a crybaby. Adam isn’t angry

emotions you think about relentlessly.

himself because he can’t fix it for

answered snarkily.

‘Ouch… I’m

woman up and sort yourself out. You’re

again to take

muttered as she slunk away

‘That’s the last time I try to play nicely… ungrateful human…’ she

curling up

look at

She was snapped out of her inner dialogue with Maeve

a hand out to run her

I thought you were

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

of horror

“I know… don’t worry. I guess I got wrapped up in my emotions too deeply.

though.

Even though she knew that she didn’t have to apologize, she knew that she

better if she did. Adam deserved better than all of this drama, yet he still stood by

unfalteringly.

“I overheard most of the conversation, Ann, I

of speaking, and…well…it seems that he has

with age.” Adam chuckled humourlessly

one treacherous Elder Council at my pack, only

your father’s behest. How do you want to play

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

down too

finally with the barest hint of a smile on her lips as

Together, we could be the

Luna.”

mean… you already have

else was I supposed to survive as a

It would have been taken from me in