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

in front of

“I never said that,” Bartholomew answered calmly before

it, your tone said everything. I can read between

enough.” She sneered disdainfully, narrowing her eyes

ran his hand over the top of his

crinkled sadly.

tend to speak in generalizations when it comes

so that no one can draw the wrong conclusions,

words that I say.” He said wearily as

accusatory gaze.

your father is a Daemon Lord who has never moved

realm, in fact, I believe that during the wars he was one

instrumental in supporting our fight and suppressing the aggressors.”

Lexi shifted slightly, an unpleasant look on her face

doubted his words.

fully aware that your mother was indeed a witch, with

through your father, yet still she chose to focus

protection side of things rather than the wanton destruction that

Bartholomew smiled cryptically as he held his silence for a

allowing Lexi to digest his words as Ann looked between the two

then perhaps she

forward. Whilst Ann understood the hyper-defensiveness

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

people as a whole

Hopefully, Bartholomew could set the example for future interactions, and at least

own firmly

You researched my parents and you’re telling

abuse that my people have

to be on my

how you behave here, well, that is your prerogative. I merely wanted you

be aware that we know where you come from and if anything, the

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

know that your mother was a valued field

our fallen all those years ago. She was a remarkable woman

be proud of your heritage.” Bartholomew explained, his voice full