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.

let’s just get out of here okay? Ann murmured wearily as she turned to

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

for support.

“Here let me help you…” Brad offered quietly

oh my goodness…” Ann stammered as

underneath her.

as he strode purposely forwards. The look in

beating of his heart was, for the first time in

that rea*s*sured

in contentment at their proximity and Ann

but quirk

terribly, doesn’t

controlled his human

though… if he was indeed under some sort of

What’s done is

that I allow him any contact with

paused as he glanced into a door to his right, the motionless form of

was dr*a*p*ed across the table and even from this distance it was

Brad had done some serious dame to her. She was

Suddenly a rush of footsteps could be heard from the stairwell

and Ann exchanged a

Neither of them was in any fit state to be

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

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

couldn’t count on his appearance being a positive

had just seen.

it’s down here? It’s been too long… what if she’s hurt…” “Relax,

have a few superficial injuries when we get there but Maeve

is on his way as well

felt Brad stiffen as Adam’s voice drifted down the stairwell and

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

drawn back in

as Adam and Lexi rounded the

they came face to face with Brad and

in shock at the sight of Ann cradled

darkened, his thunderous aura so thick that

f*uc*k boy… it looks like you

finally catch up with you?” Lexi quipped quickly as she stepped

he was currently far