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 accusing as she folded

in front of

Bartholomew answered calmly before he was cut off

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

narrowing her eyes at

his hand over the top of his balding head as his

crinkled sadly.

that I tend to speak in generalizations when

that no one can draw the wrong conclusions, similar to

words that I say.” He said

accusatory gaze.

fully aware that your father is

I believe that during the

instrumental in supporting our fight and

as Lexi shifted slightly, an

doubted his words.

mother was indeed a witch, with access to the

father, yet still she chose to focus

protection side of things rather than the wanton destruction that her kind is

smiled cryptically as he held his

words as Ann

could win Lexi over, then perhaps she wouldn’t be as brash

going forward. Whilst

from her years of persecution as a

trusting people as

Hopefully, Bartholomew could set the example for future interactions,

firmly held beliefs about the nature of

“So, what? You researched my parents and you’re telling me that despite

my people

to be on

that is

where you come from and if anything,

not on your heritage, but on your own character.”

wanted you to know that your mother was a valued field

all those years ago. She was a

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