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 to

Highness! I apologize for

intend to dictate your course of action!” Bartholomew answered hastily,

painful pressure that had settled

submit

power was

strength in her aura was almost unbearable and it was all

himself from prostrating himself on the floor

exerting any

if a bird was extending its wings to test the air around

enough to get the

environment.

best of his understanding, he could only a*s*sume that Ann was merely

as a Senior

to having to prod and poke the former king into

obviously made the mistake of a*s*suming

prompting and encouragement, and

it was abundantly clear that she was going to rule

to do so in her stead,

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

new reality.

It was about

continue only a little longer, before withdrawing it completely,

rumble of satisfaction

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

the bodies

a*s*signed the finest guest quarters that we have to

Do

quickly, thin beads of

his forehead as he returned to

face Greyson once everyone had returned to their feet,

warmly.

for your efforts, Commander Greyson. If

lead his men to the corpses, then

may retire for the evening and rest up. You

relaxation.”

with shock for a moment

expression.

to think that I’m ungrateful,

was unceremoniously

protests now Greyson. I

I shall make it a direct order.” Ann stated