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

defensively in

“I never said that,” Bartholomew answered calmly before he was cut off

“You didn’t have to say it, your tone said everything. I can read between the

disdainfully, narrowing her eyes

the top

crinkled sadly.

I tend to speak in generalizations when it comes to topics such

that no one can draw the wrong

that I say.” He said wearily as he

accusatory gaze.

am fully aware that your father is a Daemon Lord who

during the wars he was one of the lords

supporting our fight and suppressing

an

doubted his words.

mother was indeed a witch, with access to

magicks through your father, yet still she chose

things rather than the wanton destruction

cryptically as he held his silence for

digest his words as Ann looked between the two

over, then perhaps she wouldn’t be as brash

going forward. Whilst Ann understood

from her years of persecution as a child,

as a whole

Hopefully, Bartholomew could set the example for

her own firmly held beliefs about the

parents and

and abuse that my people have suffered,

I don’t have to be

you behave here, well, that is your

where you come from and if anything, the

but on your own character.” Bartholomew answered

you to know that your mother was

meticulously for our fallen all those years ago. She

proud of your heritage.” Bartholomew explained, his