Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 190 The Rogue Problem

Gasps of horror could be heard from around the room as they conferred amongst

themselves whilst Cornelius stood, isolated and speechless in the face of such a

verbal assault.

It was glaringly obvious that not a single person here had challenged her father and

had allowed themselves to become complacent in their duties.

“I am waiting for you to make me understand, Cornelius,” Ann growled, her eyes

flashing a dangerous gold as the realization set in amongst the Elders that Ann was

looking for someone to blame for this colossal tragedy.

When Cornelius didn’t reply, instead looking around himself for support from his

colleagues, and finding none, he bowed his head in shame.

Ann stood slowly, approaching Cornelius with fury radiating from her and he knew

instantly that his former attitude towards her was entirely misplaced.

The raw strength and power that rolled off her so effortlessly meant that she was a

formidable foe, and with her consort at her side, this was not a wise enemy to have

made, despite his misgivings about a female holding the title.

“Make me understand Cornelius.” She hissed menacingly as she stopped,

centimeters from his face, “I am to hold diplomatic talks with an honored guest who

has come to us with concerns about the rogue population that harries our borders and

kills our people, yet I find that not a single person among you has lifted a finger to

help.”

proactive steps and set

along the border whilst we have apparently just sat idly by whilst our

from their homes and slaughtered where they

Cornelius. Just let

intense gaze from Cornelius’s trembling

of

them were responsible

was it that had allowed the reports

making the Enclave see the

hidden, then she would

what she and Maeve were

“How am I supposed to discuss politely that the

do their job? That our former King

could be bothered to speak up for

were installed to protect?” Ann hissed contemptuously,

have grown too comfortable and are no longer able

do.”

little unfair…” A voice rose from somewhere

it? Do my words hurt you more than the savage claws

Ann snorted bitterly as she returned

and the perceived unfairness

that allowing the rogue

our borders could be exactly what Narcissa

Ann visibly felt the atmosphere change in the room as little lightbulbs seemed

the elders and their faces

apprehension and horror.

we know so far of Narcissa

perfect distraction? How many kingdoms can fight a war on two

would still

the past when

is what exactly you intend to

made.”

through the room as they debated amongst

closely reviewing each area that you all

expect reports of the past five years’ activities from

my consort by tomorrow evening at the latest.” Ann said

to watch the