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.

The whole experience felt more than a little surreal to Ann as the faint rustling

dimly lit

seemed like forever, they pulled to a brief stop

in images of The Moon Goddess and her

Adam was instructed to follow an Omega who had

his seat. He would be able to

but would not be allowed to participate as he was not

and a quick peck on her cheek, he turned and

leaving Ann standing alone, in

even Maeve felt slightly unnerved, the

opening startled them slightly as

on either side of her

Striding past row upon row

nobles of lower rank that

very much new blood and she was acutely aware

noble houses. Ann was

not be

eradicated many dissenting voices that disapproved of

over the years and the numbers had greatly reduced. Those left standing

shameless sycophants, or still holding bitter grudges that

choose to

to manipulate us and we’ll see where that

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

focused on the towering throne of the

was even

of the purest white gemstones

to radiate light from within it, almost dazzling all that looked

and to the side, was her

her eyes

a large extravagantly designed pillow, enclosed with a

case on top of

resting on top of the cushion

of Ann’s reign, as soon as it was placed on

the cushion and Maeve rumbled her approval at

front of the throne as an

approached the front of the

Ann Nocturne, daughter of Leopold Veritas. Do you