Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 158 Not a Social Call

Ann and Adam made their way back to their quarters under the escort of the Royal

guards and once inside, Ann gratefully closed the door behind her.

It was glaringly obvious that they wouldn’t be able to return to the palace anytime

soon, so Adam set about making arrangements to have some of their personal effects

sent over whilst Ann got herself changed out of the ceremonial attire and into

something a little more comfortable.

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She wasn’t sure that leggings and an oversized T-shirt were what const*ituted

acceptable attire fora reigning Alpha Queen, but she was past caring at this point. She

just wanted to be comfortable and free of distractions so that she could think clearly.

She settled herself on the edge of the bed and sent a quick message to Mimi,

requesting a few items of clothing that she knew she was lacking for official functions,

diplomatic liaisons, and possibly for the meetings within the Enclave too.

If at all possible she would much rather reserve the impractical gowns for official balls

and banquets, and wanted to take a practical approach to her clothing. If she could

get away with trouser suits, or something similar then she intended to do so.

Although the issue of the symbolic, yet functional weaponry she was expected to carry

still bothered her.

‘Why bother with weapons at all when we have our teeth? I can do far more damage

than a sword or set of daggers can, with far less exertion too.’ Maeve sulked.

‘I know, but you have to remember that threats are not always obvious until the last

minute. What happens if we inadvertently ingest some sort of concoction that renders

our ability to shift useless? It’s already happened to us before Maeve. I’d rather have

it does ever happen again.’ Ann explained

‘Look, I’m not saying I disagree, but all of those times you weren’t even able

good will the weapons do us then,

attackers further options as a way to dispose of

scrolled through her phone book to

‘I’m working on that Maeve. Dark Magic wasn’t really

before, was it? Well, not fora longtime at least. The

magic. Unfortunately, I

times that we’ve been affected

sure that it works to

‘Only by his family’s

bit risky as a way of finding out for sure.’ Maeve grumbled as Ann rolled

eyes.

about this another time, there are far more pressing matters

physical weaponry is useful in a

‘I need to call

Ann selected her name from the list

take long for her to

your crowning and already you’re hitting your

to see you haven’t forgotten us commoners.

do for

a social call. I have some news that

to take as

silence answered her from Lexi’s end before a heavy

heard.

“Okay. Shoot. I’m calm. Prepping myself for yet more rage-inducing news.”

the corners of her mouth turn

sardonic att*itude.

there’s no easy way to say this, so I’m going to do it

with. The convoy that was transporting Narcissa

in the Northern Tips was decimated. There’s no trace of either of

prisoners that were bound for

for the explosion in her ear that should

clatter and a muffled commotion could be

“Lexi? Are you okay?” Ann asked carefully, frowning as the muffled sounds

ranting could

had most likely launched her

and was probably now raging about the news

locate where the

of something being passed

out-of-breath voice

do you mean there’s no sign of

manage to escape?!”

Ann sighed.

“Other than every single one of the elite