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

so, your Highness! I apologize for

to dictate your course of action!” Bartholomew answered

her and remove this painful pressure that had

forced to submit before in all of his long life,

was

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

prostrating himself on the floor in front

to be exerting any effort with

a bird was extending its wings to test the

thought behind the process, just enough to get

environment.

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

his loyalty as a Senior

having to prod and poke

of a*s*suming that Ann would require

encouragement, and dictating her next

and it was abundantly clear that she was going to

forcing the Senior Elders to do so in her stead, as her

her, and for Bartholomew,

new reality.

It was about

it to continue only a little longer, before

of satisfaction

position a little clearer on things,

the bodies safely inside, and

guest quarters that we have to

Bartholomew. Do

nodded quickly, thin beads

as he returned

Greyson once everyone had returned to

warmly.

for your efforts, Commander Greyson. If you would like to

his men to the corpses, then

and rest up.

relaxation.”

Greyson’s eyes were wide with shock for a moment

expression.

want you to

he was unceremoniously

Then I’ll stop listening to your protests now

I shall make it a direct order.” Ann stated simply, her adrenaline