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

never said that,” Bartholomew answered

have to say it, your tone said everything. I

disdainfully, narrowing her eyes at

hand over the top of his balding head

crinkled sadly.

that I tend to speak in

one can draw the wrong conclusions, similar to

reached, with the words that I say.” He said

accusatory gaze.

aware that your father is a Daemon Lord who has never moved against

that during the wars he was one

supporting our fight and

as Lexi shifted slightly, an unpleasant look on

doubted his words.

your mother was indeed a witch, with access to the

through your father, yet still she chose to focus more on the

than the wanton destruction that her kind is

smiled cryptically as he held his

Ann looked

Bartholomew could win Lexi over, then perhaps she wouldn’t

defensive going forward. Whilst Ann understood the

as a child, unfortunately,

people as

set the example for future interactions, and at least

to question her own firmly held beliefs about

and you’re telling me that despite

abuse that my people have suffered, things will

I don’t have to

dear, how you behave here, well, that is your

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

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

to know that your mother was a valued field medic

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

proud of your heritage.” Bartholomew explained, his