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.

a little surreal to

the dimly lit stone

seemed like forever, they pulled to a brief stop outside a set

in images of The Moon Goddess

Omega who had been

him to his seat. He would

to participate as he was not

a quick peck

standing alone, in between the Elders

even Maeve felt

golden doors slowly opening startled

either side of

wordlessly. Striding past row upon row of seating,

nobles of lower

them, she was very much new blood and she was acutely aware of

noble

would not be her

father had eradicated many dissenting voices that

the numbers had greatly reduced.

sycophants, or

may choose to

‘Let them try to manipulate us and we’ll see where that gets

her

on the towering throne of

even more beautiful than

purest white gemstones that she

to radiate light from within it, almost dazzling all that

to the side, was her father, Leopold,

King. She frowned slightly as her eyes settled on him. His arms

he offered a large extravagantly designed pillow, enclosed with a

case on top of

on top of the cushion

as soon as it was placed on

Maeve rumbled

in front of the throne as

the front of the

Nocturne, daughter of Leopold Veritas. Do you understand