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

to sink lower to the

I apologize for my presumptuous comment. I

course of action!” Bartholomew answered hastily, desperate

her and remove this painful pressure that

been successfully forced to submit before in all of

Queen’s power was something else

aura was almost unbearable and it was all he

himself from prostrating himself on the floor in front of her fully,

be exerting any effort with

was as if a bird was extending its wings

behind the process, just enough to get the information it needed about

environment.

of his understanding, he

his loyalty as a

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

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

and dictating her

was abundantly

to do so in her stead, as

Bartholomew,

new reality.

It was

only a little

of satisfaction

little clearer on things,

bring the bodies safely inside, and following that,

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Bartholomew. Do you

nodded quickly, thin beads of sweat trickling

as he returned to a standing position,

face Greyson once everyone had returned to their

warmly.

efforts, Commander Greyson. If you would

instructions and lead his men to the corpses, then you

evening and rest up. You have more than earned a

relaxation.”

eyes were wide with shock for a moment before he

expression.

you to think that I’m

he was

listening to your protests now Greyson. I

shall make it a direct order.” Ann