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.

Despite the howling winds that made the mountain ranges

landing was flawless and the crates

secure cages that were fixed on the narrow carts

to make the final

relentlessly as they walked, the environmental

from the male inmates, and

one of the cages at the

prisoners a*s*signed

icy wind buffeted against the enormous

protested loudly as the carts wavered behind

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

stall waiting for you with a huge mound of…” The

was rudely interrupted by a loud snort

one of the

they can’t f**‘**g understand you…

sneered disdainfully as he turned toward

he didn’t want

the Enclave itself. Widow’s Ravine

unprepared travelers and there were countless tales

complacent having lost their

terrain.

case then you vastly

said as he narrowed

down onto

in disgust and sneered

f****’g hybrid, what

I’d rather

spat angrily as he warily checked their surroundings

glowered at him, desperately wanting to retort angrily against

prejudice, but he said nothing more and turned back to his animals,

to coax them lovingly in the soothing voice that he had used

they simply wouldn’t take another step

ground in defiance and snorted as

as a thoughtful look descended over his features and

ahead with

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

gaze boring into the man before

the tone of his words, the

inflame the simmering tension that seemed to electrify the air around

well and if they’re refusing to

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

coming to a stop isn’t gonna help either.