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

approve of…” She bristled, her tone

in front

“I never said that,” Bartholomew answered calmly

tone said everything. I can read between the

enough.” She sneered disdainfully, narrowing her

and ran his hand over the

crinkled sadly.

will find that I tend to speak in

this, precisely so that no one can draw the wrong conclusions, similar to those

that I say.” He said wearily as

accusatory gaze.

am fully aware that your father is

the wars he was one

in supporting our fight and suppressing

slightly, an unpleasant

doubted his words.

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

father, yet still she chose

things rather than the wanton destruction that

Bartholomew smiled cryptically as

allowing Lexi to digest his words as Ann looked between

then perhaps

defensive going forward. Whilst Ann

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

trusting people as

set the example for future

her own firmly held beliefs about the nature of the

my parents and you’re telling me that

oppression and abuse that my people have suffered, things will

time? I don’t have to be on my guard

that is your

that we know where you come from and if

heritage, but on your own character.” Bartholomew answered

to know that your mother was a valued field medic and

for our fallen all those years ago. She was

of your heritage.” Bartholomew explained, his voice full