Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 188 Not an Omega Anymore

The morning seemed to roll around quicker than she had anticipated, and Ann didn’t

feel like she had slept at all. She must have fallen asleep at some point in the early

hours though, listening to the rhythmic soft snoring of Adam as his chest rose and fell

predictably under her hand.

When she opened her eyes Adam was nowhere to be seen and Coral was in the

process of laying out breakfast on the table by the window.

Ann stretched reluctantly and sat up in bed, blinking the sleep from her eyes and

before he could open her mouth to ask anything, Coral spoke.

“Good morning your highness.” She said softly with a little bow, “The Queens Consort

said to tell you that he’s gone to call Allen, and not to forget that Eva will be here

shortly. He thought it prudent to have breakfast in your chambers so as to save a little

time.”

Ann opened her mouth to object and then closed it again, as a smile played at the

edges of her mouth. “It makes sense. Thank you, Coral. Give me a few moments to

shower and dress and then I’ll come and eat with you.”

Coral’s eyes were wide in horror and Ann chuckled.

“Coral, you are not an Omega anymore, you’ll be my personal assistant very soon.

Besides, even if you were an Omega, there is nothing wrong with me eating with you

at the same table. You and I are no different, other than the status of our birth, and of

our wolves.”

Coral’s eyes flickered with doubt as she watched Ann collect

situation

lowly Omega since birth, and a weak one with no particular talents at

receiving end of whatever s**t the rest of the staff chose to

She had taken it on the chin and

of that seemed to be

Even when she had been forced to entertain Linus, she bore the pain with a

felt sure her parents would have

and not heard, to attend to the

be.

grateful that she hadn’t

living like that was possibly a fate worse than

the chance to meet your fated… it

many tales of the Omega’s who met their mates ever ended well, especially

their stations. More often than

masters above them that had claimed them as their own.

mate in name, but they most definitely were not in status. It was sheer

her as Ann’s personal maid, and she

uproar in the Omega’s quarters when her

the position. Yet now, here she was. On the precipice

dreaded to think

course. He had always

all of them.

of the bathroom door opening pulled her from her

on the spot, not

choose her place first? Should she

offering help? “Please, sit down Coral. Your anxiousness is making

and took a seat at the table in

spread that Coral had so painstakingly laid

her and swallowed nervously,

sighed lightly and passed her a plate with a smile. “You’ll have to

in the office with Eva so that we

that might have arisen and go over the schedule for the day.

forced a smile and bobbed her head as she took the plate

few items on it, nibbling carefully at

A knock at the door rang through the

an eye.

your

“Okay, let her in,” Ann called out as she