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.”

and set

we have apparently just sat idly

are chased from their homes and slaughtered where they stand. Pups

pups, Cornelius. Just let

from

the guilty faces of the

all of them were responsible for this, but she

who was to blame. Who was it that had allowed the reports to

it meant making the Enclave see the side of

hidden, then she would embrace it and allow them to

she and Maeve were

discuss politely

our Royal Enclave did not do their job? That our former King was allowed

inaction because nobody could be bothered to speak up

were installed to

no longer able to do the jobs that you

do.”

A voice rose from

Do my words hurt you more than the savage claws and

apart?” Ann snorted bitterly

and the perceived unfairness of

that allowing the rogue

exactly what

the atmosphere change in the room as little lightbulbs seemed

the minds of the elders and their faces

apprehension and horror.

“Considering what we know so far of Narcissa and her coven’s plots,

can fight a

be, it would still leave areas wide open for attack.

already admitted your failings in the past when it came to my father and

want to know is what exactly you intend to do to rectify the mistakes you

made.”

through the

my words though, I will be closely

five years’ activities from each of your offices

by tomorrow evening at the latest.”

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