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

as he looked at her, only

give my precious gift away so

as he stopped

closer to him, so that their faces were

brought my coven into disrepute, failed in your assigned tasks,

failings that lay with you. As much as I will

must admit that even I am a

promise.” He sighed, his

face back into one

gasp for air a moment longer, almost as if he

memory before a grin spread across his face

continued towards the ominous sounds concealed within the

heart hem, his favored daemons, scuttling about in the darkness

she knew exactly what he had planned for

She had foolishly lost his magick when Lord Brarthroroz tore it from

the worst crimes that she could have committed and

the price that he, and his daemons, demanded

soul.

trembling with a terrifying mix of

disappeared into the darkness, their figures appearing

over them

that the screams began and

mother would never be the

turned into minutes and minutes seemed to turn

lost track of the time as

silent tears

had seemed to go

down and the echoes of the screams

punctuated by stomach-churning sounds of flesh squelching

and silence seemed to repeat almost endlessly. Her best

had passed out at some point

when she awakened, the hair-raising screams

wanted to cover her ears and block out the

but beyond the curtain of

gaze that focused intently on her as she hunched

assumptions

That beautiful man was clearly capable of true horrors beyond her imagination,

child’s life at risk.

her tears had dried up, the figure of the beautiful

darkness, striding nonchalantly towards her