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.

winds that made the mountain ranges unsafe for even

experienced riders and shifters, their landing was flawless and

cages that were fixed on the

the final part of

relentlessly as they walked,

direct verbal threats from the male inmates, and the soft sound

cages at the back that contained the only two

prisoners a*s*signed to

wind buffeted

carts wavered behind them in the

look… just over the rise

mound of…” The driver crooned as he

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

one of

you… why

disdainfully as he

he didn’t want to be here, and wouldn’t

wasn’t for the direct orders from the Enclave itself. Widow’s Ravine was

the lives of unprepared travelers and there were countless tales of

become complacent having lost their lives as

terrain.

then

Ser.” The driver said as he narrowed his eyes

rail, spitting down

The guard wrinkled his nose in disgust and sneered

what would

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

guard spat angrily as he warily checked their surroundings

desperately

guards prejudice, but he said nothing more and turned back to

to coax them lovingly in the soothing voice that he

However, no matter what he tried, they

they stomped the ground in defiance

eyes as a thoughtful look descended over his

the terrain ahead with a suspicious

not moving yet, old man.”

into

tone of

to inflame the simmering tension that seemed to electrify

well and if they’re refusing

out there that they don’t want to

them coming to a stop