Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 165 Rome wasn’t Built in a Day

Ann couldn’t seem to tear her eyes away from it, staring at the being on the cold,

metal slab in front of her and almost forgetting to breathe.

Greyson and Bartholomew stood at her side with a grim expression that was almost

identical, and the Elders a*s*sembled at the edges of the room watched curiously as

Lexi circled the creature slowly with a deep scowl creasing her forehead.

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“This shouldn’t be here.” She muttered as she bent forward and peered closely at the

creature’s twisted face, its features contorted in a menacing snarl that had persisted

even in death.

Ann understood the confusion as to why the beast didn’t emit any odor, as the skin

seemed to be paper thin and had broken apart in places, revealing the ma*s*s of flesh

underneath.

Lexi lifted her head and suddenly fixed Greyson with a hard stare.

“You’re saying there was no stench, or scent whatsoever when the creatures were

attacking?” she asked, the thinly shrouded disbelief in her words hanging in the air

accusingly.

Greyson met her challenging stare and frowned a little as he spoke.

“I wasn’t there. There was a faint smell of… I suppose decay at the site of the

battlefield, but there’s no one left alive to ask. All I know is we didn’t scent anything

when we arrived anywhere near close to what you’re apparently experiencing.” He

answered grimly.

Lexi nodded thoughtfully as she circled around again.

“I would hazard a guess to say that there wasn’t any prior indication of their presence

before the ambush though. It would at least account for the ease with which they were

set upon. Their training and superior abilities should have negated any risk of

ambush.” He continued.

“But That would make no sense. The very nature of these beasts…you should be able

to smell them… I don’t understand why you can’t…” Lexi replied, frustration tingeing

her tone as she sighed loudly.

“Do you know what they are then?” Bartholomew asked, the faint light of hope

blossoming in his eyes.

Lexi nodded curtly.

She answered wearily, falling silent briefly before

the f*’k didn’t you all do something

vile piece of work with how she had treated Ann… but

off in

it?”

the door opened quickly and they turned to see

faces of Adam and Allen enter the room, with the Royal escort closing the

behind them

I miss?” Adam

side and froze momentarily as he cast his eyes over

Lexi was about to tell us what

watched her friend with a sinking feeling in

speak with my father about this as

tell you about this,

deep breath and continuing a little

looking at, it’s not naturally

is…but it’s not.” “That makes no sense…” Greyson said

him and scowled.

me

the scarlet red that

as she gestured to the beast, “is made up of

but it’s not naturally made this

hybrid?” Allen asked as he frowned in

No. It’s not a hybrid otherwise I would have said that it

blunt. Some motherf*uc*ker ripped various

vile magick long after they were dead.

around the room as the Elders

themselves.

“Wait… but that’s…” Ann began tentatively, wishing on so many levels that she

but knowing deep down that she

want to call it.” Lexi hissed as

magic that exists. I will

she is far more dangerous than any of us

depravity and darkness that it takes

of an insane amount of

of agreement rippled around the room

conferred and took what notes

this is the work of one individual or many,

We are either dealing with a veritable army of powerful

we have not seen since the Daemon

are dealing with a few individuals that are capable of magick that rivals even

Bartholomew murmured in

discuss this with my Papa. These

and most likely murdered to serve a cause in death, that they were never

but growled, “He will want to

hesitant glances as Ann

extend an invitation to your father.

to travel

that is wise?”

Royal Elders, “Allowing a Daemon unfettered access

her head around to face the Elder who had raised his objections

sneered.

poses no threat, and he

not allow your prejudices to taint your view of myself, nor of

request of your Queen, my best friend, to offer

that I have. If you can’t respect me for what I bring