Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 172 She Would Never Be Free

“Get out and seal the doors. No one leaves this chamber until I am finished, am I

clear?” He growled as Ely scurried backward like a frightened mouse and fled through

the doorway, the heavy doors swinging closed with an ear-splitting bang.

Before Ada could steal a frightened glance at her mother, the male’s boots appeared

in front of her limited line of vision again and she felt a slight breeze ripple across her.

It was obvious that he had now grabbed Narcissa roughly by the throat and lifted her

into the air beside her, as the only thing visible from her position were the tips of her

mother’s boots dangling above the ground.

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“Now, Narcissa. It seems you have forgotten the great honor that was bestowed upon

you all those years ago.” the male chastised in a bored tone over the sounds of

Narcissa struggling for breath.

His footsteps receded a little and Ada raised her head slightly. It was such a small

movement but it allowed her to follow the progress of her mother’s feet across the

expansive room as the male strolled leisurely along holding her aloft in the air by her

neck.

“I have such an exquisite array of punishments lined up for you my dear. You’re going

to have so much fun. But, you know how easily I get bored dishing these…

‘necessities’… out myself… so I brought some friends…”

A whimper escaped from Narcissa’s lips as she gasped for air and looked upon the

impassive face of her master, Lord Eromaug. No pride shone in those empty pools

he looked at her, only thinly

give my precious gift away so easily, Narcissa… and to

in irritation as he stopped

and pulled her closer to him, so

coven into disrepute, failed in

take responsibility for all of the failings that lay with you. As much as

must admit that even

promise.” He sighed, his nostrils flaring angrily

his face back into

moment longer, almost

before

continued towards the ominous sounds concealed

Narcissa could heart hem, his favored daemons,

she knew exactly what he had planned for

lost his magick when Lord Brarthroroz tore it from her

of the worst crimes that she could have

price that he, and his daemons, demanded from her body and

soul.

Ada watched, trembling with a terrifying mix of

figures appearing

over them

that the screams began and Ada knew

would never

into minutes and minutes seemed to turn

lost track of the time as she remained frozen in position,

as silent tears rolled

to go on forever

of

punctuated by stomach-churning sounds of

of screams and silence seemed to

was that Narcissa had passed out at some point which

then when she awakened, the hair-raising screams

as Ada wanted to cover her ears and block out the sounds of

the

gaze that focused intently on her as

paranoid in her assumptions at

capable of true horrors beyond her imagination,

life at risk. Long after Ada’s

her tears had dried up, the figure of the beautiful male

the darkness, striding nonchalantly towards her with something clutched in