Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 193 Dread and Excitement

Lexi paced anxiously in her father’s lounge as she waited for him to finish gathering

his things. Steven stood at the side of the doorway to his room like a statue, his stoic

face impassive, and the only visible movement was his eyes as they followed Lexi’s

pacing.

“You’ll wear a hole in the carpet if you continue walking the same patterns.” He

observed dryly. Lexi paused and looked at him in shock, removing her hands from her

mouth where she had been gnawing on the edges of her fingernails as a wry smile

found its way onto her lips.

“Well, f**k me, Steven, you do speak.”

“I’d rather not.” He answered flatly, his eyes remaining fixed on her father’s doorway.

“What? f**k me? Or speak?” Lexi teased.

Steven chose not to answer, only sighing slightly and crossing his arms in front of him.

Lexi chuckled and waved her hand dismissively at him.

“I’d probably break you anyway.” Lexi smirked, “Things do tend to get brittle with age,

don’t they? And considering you’re a wraith… I’ll take a wild guess and say that you’re

pretty much desiccated in that area… like those little slivers of coconut. Imagine…

desiccated p***s. I wonder if it’s as flaky when…”

“Lexi, stop teasing Steven.” Her father admonished halfheartedly in an amused tone

from behind her, as she turned to grin at him unapologetically.

“To be fair he started it.”

“Oh really?”

me advice actually… that’s not a

Brarthroroz chuckled.

it is not. Perhaps he is as perplexed

meeting this… Allen again.” Lexi

“I am most definitely NOT

“No? I can feel the tension Lexi, and you’re giving off a

to fear.”

I’m not afraid of

“Sure. The eight thousand-year-old Daemon Lord is wrong… keep

daughter of

as he stepped towards Steven

give her advice?” He asked, with an

a withering one of his

his

ask again. Is everything

nodded curtly as he turned and opened the door to his

to a room

Steven… so predictable. Why is everything Black

mean that you can’t have a little color in your life.”

as they traipsed through his

as he opened the door to the back room though,

colors that seemed to swirl incessantly within a

the

effect wordlessly as her father

be so prickly with Steven, hmm? His world

color…”

not kidding, it’s like someone gave

at

disapproving look and quickly adding, “Not that I

heard…”

“Predictable boring colors make it easier to relax. Unlike

constantly.” Steve quipped dryly as

“Oh, developed a sense of humor have you

fully aware of her father’s amusement

you two. You only have to stomach each

kind…” Lord

masses of color.

Steven wasted no time in approaching one of the gate-like structures

or two before the colors stabilized and

over his shoulder at Lexi and her father

nodded.