Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 162 Your Mother was Indeed a Witch

Lexi had the grace to look a little embarra*s*sed that her comment had been

overheard and she mumbled an apology whilst she avoided eye contact with

Bartholomew as he made himself comfortable in an old leather armchair that sat in

front of his desk.

“No need to apologize, my dear, I’m fully aware of how people see us outside of these

walls. Even more so those with Daemon blood, hmm? Our kind, especially those

holding the t*itle of Royal Elder, haven’t always made the best decisions in relation to

your people, now, have they?” He smiled warmly as Lexi’s head shot up and she

narrowed her eyes at him.

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“How do you know that?” She questioned suspiciously, “I mean about my Daemon

heritage. Have you been spying on me?!”

Bartholomew chuckled.

“My dear, even with my wolf’s heightened sense of smell being able to pinpoint your

unique scent, I was present during the trial and the investigations that preceded it.” He

explained with a kind smile, “I’m fully aware of your heritage and I want you to rest

a*s*sured that, from me at least, there is no judgment or ill feeling towards you

because of your parentage. It is not something that a child can help.”

“But you’re still a*s*suming that both of my parents have behaved in ways that you

of…” She bristled, her tone accusing

in

Bartholomew answered calmly before he was cut

to say it, your tone said everything.

She sneered disdainfully, narrowing her eyes at him

the top of his balding head as his

crinkled sadly.

will find that I tend to speak in

can draw the

words that I say.” He said wearily as he held

accusatory gaze.

fully aware that your father is

the wars he

in supporting our fight and suppressing

shifted slightly, an

doubted his words.

aware that your mother was indeed a witch, with access to

she chose to

of things rather than the wanton destruction that her kind

smiled cryptically as he held his silence for

Lexi to digest his words as Ann looked between the two

then perhaps she wouldn’t be as brash

defensive going forward. Whilst Ann understood the hyper-defensiveness

as a child, unfortunately, she had a hard

people as a

example for future interactions,

firmly held beliefs about the nature of the

my parents and you’re telling me that despite

and abuse that my people have suffered, things will be

to be on

“My dear, how you behave here, well, that is your prerogative. I

know where you come from and if anything, the Royal Elders

on your heritage, but on your own character.”

wanted you to know that your mother was a valued field medic and

those years ago. She was a remarkable woman and

proud of your heritage.” Bartholomew