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 Ann as the

clothes seemed to fill the dimly lit stone corridors that

they pulled to

of The

an Omega who

show him to his seat. He would be able

not be allowed to participate as he was not

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

Ann standing alone, in between the Elders that

an odd feeling, and even Maeve

golden doors slowly opening startled

either side of her

their lead wordlessly. Striding past

lower rank that eyed

them, she was very much new blood

that went on among the noble

would not

had eradicated many dissenting voices that disapproved of

had greatly

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

choose to

see where that

naughty list…’ Maeve sneered, baring her teeth internally as she

focused on the towering throne of the Goddess

was even more beautiful

It seemed to be carved of the purest

it,

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

her eyes settled on him. His

him as he offered a large extravagantly

on top

the case, resting on top of the cushion was the Crown

Ann’s reign, as soon as it was placed on top of her head. It

cushion and Maeve rumbled her approval at

She came to a stop in front of the throne as an elderly,

the front

Nocturne, daughter of Leopold