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

your Highness! I apologize

of action!” Bartholomew answered hastily, desperate

appease her and remove this painful pressure that had

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

Queen’s power was

strength in her aura was almost unbearable and

the floor in front of her fully, yet, she

be exerting any effort with

bird was extending its wings to test the air around them, no

to get the information it needed

environment.

of his understanding, he could

his loyalty as a Senior

all, he had grown so used to having to prod and poke the former king into

the mistake of

prompting and encouragement, and dictating her

Queen and it was abundantly clear that she was going to rule

to do so in

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

new reality.

was about

Ann allowed it to continue only a little longer, before withdrawing

of satisfaction

with our position a little clearer on things, please

men to bring the bodies safely inside,

quarters that we have

Bartholomew. Do you

your Highness.” Bartholomew nodded quickly, thin beads of sweat

returned to

turned to face Greyson once everyone had returned to their

warmly.

Commander Greyson. If

men to

evening and rest up. You have more than earned

relaxation.”

wide with shock for a moment before

expression.

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

was unceremoniously

stop listening to your protests now Greyson. I insist, and if that is

shall make it a direct