Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 118 Regrets Don’t Make a Betrayal Any Better

Ann’s arms rippled with the vibrations as Brad sawed patiently at the bolts in

the plate above her head.

Sawing through the manacles was out of the question, as they were too tight and Brad

was certain that they were made of the same material as the chains. They would need

the key itself to unlock those, and if it couldn’t be found, then they would have to track

down the locksmith that made these.

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It was an arduous process but by the time he had finished, the plate slipped over the

expandable bolts and the chains hung free.

Her legs felt a little strange from being kept in that position for such a long time and as

soon as the pressure was released from her arms and her weight was distributed

properly, her legs gave way.

“Goddess! Ann, I’m so sorry! I should have thought! Are you okay?” Brad fussed as he

rushed over to her and carefully helped her to stand.

“I’m fine, really Brad,” Ann said quietly as she tried to push away from him, it didn’t

feel right for him to be touching her, not after he had touched Ada with those same

hands.

A flicker of hurt crossed his face as he understood her thought process and he

steadied her before stepping back.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t think…” He stammered, clearly unsure how to behave around her

now.

out of here okay? Ann murmured wearily as she

her way out of the cell, but her legs wobbled again and she leaned against

for support.

“Here let me help you…” Brad offered quietly as she swore

my goodness…” Ann stammered

underneath her.

held her close to his chest as he strode purposely forwards. The look in

beating of his heart was, for the first time in a long

sound that

rumble in contentment at their

quirk

doesn’t he…’ Ann murmured quietly

should have controlled

magic though… if he was indeed

irrelevant now, Ann. What’s done is done.

I allow him any

Brad paused as he glanced into a door

across the table and even from

Brad had done some serious dame to

a rush of footsteps could be heard from

Brad and Ann exchanged a

them was in any fit state to be involved in any further clashes, but

look like there would be any other option if this intrusion turned out to be

be honest, Ann wasn’t even sure that Adam was on her

appearance being

had just seen.

you sure it’s down here? It’s been too long… what if she’s hurt…”

have a few superficial injuries when we

even if Ann can’t. Papa is on his

stiffen as Adam’s voice drifted down

up involuntarily into a sneer, perfectly mimicking the way that Maeve’s

drawn back in a

rapidly and as Adam and Lexi rounded the

stairwell and emerged into the corridor, they came face to face with

at the sight of Ann cradled against Brad’s chest as

darkened, his thunderous aura so thick that Ann could

f*uc*k boy… it looks like you got

Lexi

he was currently far too busy being engaged in