Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 157 The Best Person to Ask

The air positively hummed as her aura rippled through the room and the people within

dropped to their knees in front of her, including those that had done no wrong.

Ann felt a pang of guilt but did her best to brush it away.

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It was less than ideal, but if it was spoken of outside of this room, then it would be

widely known that Ann was no pushover, and would happily act before the Elders got

a chance to do so.

Perhaps Maeve was right and more direct action was necessary. Her father had been

a weak ruler in later years and perhaps he had allowed them a little too much freedom

in dictating how things were run.

The Enclave was an ancient inst*itution that protected the Kingdom from tyrant rulers.

They were never meant to make the decisions for the Kings and Queens, merely to

ensure that justice was upheld and that the Royal line did not abuse its power to the

detriment of the general population.

Ann calmed her raging fury and did her best to speak calmly. Though her tone was

laced with a deadly undercurrent.

“I will see for myself just what exactly that b***h has cooked up this time,

Bartholomew, and when we finally catch up with her, I promise you this; not a single

thing will stand between Maeve and I when we come face to face with her. I fully

intend to be the one ripping her throat out with our bare teeth when the time comes.

Am I clear?”

Maeve let loose a low warning growl from deep within Ann’s chest as Bartholomew

sink lower

so, your Highness! I apologize for my presumptuous comment.

to dictate your course of

her and remove this painful pressure

He had never been successfully forced to submit before in all of his long life, but

Queen’s power was something else

in her aura was almost unbearable and it was all he could do to

the floor in front of her

seemed to be exerting any

was extending its wings to test the air

to get the

environment.

To the best of his understanding, he could only a*s*sume

loyalty as a

all, he had grown so used to having to prod

made the mistake of a*s*suming that Ann would require

and encouragement, and dictating her

She was the Alpha Queen and it was abundantly clear that she was going

should, without forcing the Senior Elders to do so in her stead, as her

done before her, and for Bartholomew, he was more than

new reality.

It was about

continue only a

rumble of

a little clearer on

men to bring the bodies safely

the finest guest quarters that we have

Bartholomew. Do

“Yes, your Highness.” Bartholomew nodded quickly,

his forehead as he returned to a standing position, noticeably

face Greyson once everyone had returned

warmly.

Commander Greyson. If you would like

lead his men to the corpses, then you

evening and rest up.

relaxation.”

Greyson’s eyes were wide with shock for a moment before he quickly

expression.

Queen, I don’t want you to think that I’m ungrateful, but…” He began

before he was

stop listening to your protests now

it a