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.

the mountain ranges unsafe for even

and shifters, their landing was flawless and the

were fixed on the narrow

the final part of the

relentlessly as they walked, the environmental

direct verbal threats from the male inmates, and the

the cages at

prisoners a*s*signed to this

wind buffeted against

they protested loudly as the carts wavered behind them in

little further look… just

mound of…” The driver crooned as he

nervous beasts, but he was rudely

one of the lead

“You know they can’t f**‘**g understand you… why do you waste your breath

as he turned toward

It was glaringly obvious that he didn’t want to be here, and wouldn’t have been

from the Enclave itself. Widow’s Ravine

lives of unprepared travelers and there were countless tales of

become complacent having lost their lives as they traveled through

terrain.

case then you vastly underestimate the intelligence

driver said as he narrowed his eyes and leaned over the edge

the rail, spitting down onto the ground

nose in disgust and sneered

f****’g hybrid, what would

moving again. I’d rather be a moving target

angrily as he warily checked

at him, desperately

guards prejudice, but he said nothing more and turned back

the soothing voice that he had used

they simply wouldn’t take another

in defiance and

narrowed his eyes as a thoughtful look descended over his features

the terrain ahead

they not moving yet, old man.” The

boring into the man

the insult and the tone of his words, the driver responded

not to inflame the simmering tension that seemed to electrify the

girls know these ranges well and if they’re refusing to move…

something out there that they don’t want

knickers in a twist about them coming