Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 151 Shipping Convicts

The wind howled through the mountain passes as the ominous storm clouds scudded

overhead, the threat of them dumping their heavy load over the convoy below was

ever-present as the guards walked in silence at the side of their dangerous cargo.

Each one of them knew the dire threat that they had been charged with keeping

subdued, and they were acutely aware of the fate that awaited them if anything went

wrong.

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The Iron cage rattled over stones and boulders as the heavy guard scanned the

dangerous terrain all around them as if expecting a threat to appear at any second.

The Elders of the Royal Enclave had wasted no time in preparing and shipping these

convicts off to their final destination.

As soon as the verdicts had been announced, the two female figures, one

unrepentant and defiant, the other sobbing and defeated as she clutched her swollen

belly protectively, had been unceremoniously hauled away and bundled together in a

high-security convoy with other condemned inmates destined for the Containment

facility in the desolate

Northern Tips mountain range.

So far, everything had gone smoothly. The individual crates that held the condemned

were loaded onto the transport and secured tightly.

The Dragon flew with escorts on either side and the smaller wyverns with riders

backed them up from the air in case of any foul play.

The flight from the enclave took roughly an hour and a half and they landed without

incident at the outpost that guarded the entrance to the ravine they would have to

traverse on foot.

made the

landing was flawless and the crates

secure cages that were fixed on

used to make the final part of

as

and direct verbal threats from the male

of the cages at the back that contained

prisoners a*s*signed to

of icy wind buffeted against the

as the carts wavered behind

little further look… just over the rise and there’s a nice

huge mound of…” The driver

the nervous beasts, but he was rudely interrupted by a loud

of the lead

can’t f**‘**g understand you… why do you waste

disdainfully as he turned

obvious that he didn’t want to be here,

direct orders from the Enclave itself. Widow’s Ravine was notorious

claiming the lives of unprepared travelers and there were

complacent having lost their lives as they traveled

terrain.

you think that’s the case then you vastly underestimate the intelligence of

said as he narrowed

down onto

wrinkled his nose in disgust and sneered up at the

what would

“Just get the beast moving again. I’d rather be a

spat angrily as he

The driver glowered at him, desperately wanting to retort angrily against the

but he said nothing more and turned

them lovingly in the

matter what he tried, they simply wouldn’t take another step

stomped the ground in defiance and snorted as

The driver narrowed his eyes as a thoughtful look

terrain ahead with a suspicious

“Why are they not moving yet, old man.”

gaze boring into the man before

the insult and the tone of his words, the driver

best not to inflame the simmering tension

well and if they’re refusing to move…

there’s something out there that they don’t want to be near.

a twist about them coming