Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 149 I Do

“Very well. I will see that she is escorted to your room once she arrives. Now, is there

anything else I can help you with?”

“No, I think that’s everything. What time do I need to be ready?”

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The Elder waved her hand dismissively.

“There’s no set time, your Highness. As long as it is completed today, that’s all that

matters. If you use this button here,” She continued, indicating a delicately engraved

panel with a single button set inside it, “It will alert the Omega’s that you require

something. They have already been briefed on your arrival so will cater to your

requests as needed. Once you’re ready, let them know and we will come and escort

you to the chamber.”

“Fantastic. Thank you very much.” Ann said, a little awkwardly.

She wasn’t sure how to dismiss her politely so that she could be left alone to prepare,

but it seemed as though the Elder had read her mind. She bobbed her head politely

and said her goodbyes as she turned and left the room.

With a heavy exhalation, Ann turned to face Adam.

“I suppose I had better get started.”

As Ann and Adam were escorted to the Halls of Elune, they were flanked on both

sides by a silent column of Elders seemingly gliding alongside them.

little surreal to

clothes seemed to fill the dimly lit stone corridors

they pulled to a brief stop outside a

covered in images of

follow an Omega who had been waiting patiently at

she would show him to his seat. He would be able to watch Ann be

but would not be allowed to participate as he was not of

a rea*s*suring smile and a quick peck on her cheek, he turned

alone, in between the Elders that surrounded

It was an odd feeling, and even Maeve felt slightly unnerved,

slowly opening startled them slightly

either

their lead wordlessly. Striding past row upon row of

of lower rank

new blood and she was

struggles that went on among the noble houses. Ann was adamant, however, that

would not be her

many dissenting voices

had

it for the power, shameless sycophants, or still holding bitter grudges that one

may choose to act

see where that gets them… a fast track to

sneered, baring her teeth

ignored her as her eyes focused on the

even more beautiful than she had

to be carved of the purest white gemstones that she had ever seen, and

within it, almost dazzling

front of it and to the side, was her father, Leopold, the

slightly as her eyes

of him as he offered a large extravagantly designed pillow, enclosed with a

on top of

of the cushion was the Crown that would

was

and Maeve rumbled her approval at

stop in front of the throne as an

front of the

“Welcome, Ann Nocturne, daughter of Leopold