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

bristled, her tone accusing as she folded her

defensively in front

answered calmly before he was cut

to say it, your tone said everything. I can read between

enough.” She sneered disdainfully, narrowing

Bartholomew sighed and ran his hand over the top of his balding

crinkled sadly.

tend to speak in generalizations when it comes to topics

that no one can draw the wrong conclusions, similar

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

accusatory gaze.

aware that your father is a Daemon Lord

fact, I believe that during the wars he was one of

our fight and suppressing

shifted slightly, an unpleasant look on her face as if

doubted his words.

mother was indeed a witch,

still she chose to focus more on the healing

of things rather than the wanton destruction that her kind is

cryptically as he held his

allowing Lexi to digest his words as Ann

Lexi over, then perhaps she

forward. Whilst Ann understood

her years of persecution as a child, unfortunately, she had a

as a whole

could set the example for

cause to question her own firmly held beliefs about

You researched my parents and you’re telling

abuse that my people have suffered, things will

have to be on my guard

how you behave here, well, that is your

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

on your heritage, but on your own character.” Bartholomew answered seriously,

that your mother

those years ago. She was

of your heritage.” Bartholomew explained, his voice full of warmth