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

tried to sink lower to

I apologize for my

of action!” Bartholomew

painful pressure that had settled

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

was something

was almost unbearable and it

from prostrating himself on the floor in front

be exerting any effort

was as if a bird was extending its wings to test the air around them, no real

just enough to get the

environment.

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

his loyalty as a

After all, he had grown so used to having to prod

of

prompting and encouragement, and dictating her next

abundantly clear

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

for Bartholomew, he was more than ready

new reality.

It was about

Ann allowed it to continue only a little

rumble of

“Now, with our position a little clearer on things, please arrange an escort

and his men to bring the bodies safely inside, and following that, they will

quarters that we have to offer within the

Bartholomew. Do

nodded quickly, thin beads of

he returned

turned to face Greyson once everyone had

warmly.

for your efforts, Commander Greyson. If

his men to the corpses,

for the evening and rest up. You have more than

relaxation.”

wide with shock for

expression.

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

he was unceremoniously

“Good. Then I’ll stop listening to your protests now Greyson.

shall make it a direct