Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate By A E Randell Chapter 206

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 206 Not His Sins

By the time Lexi, Allen, and Lord Brarthroroz arrived at Bartholomew’s office, Adam

was already there. “Alpha.” Allen greeted him seriously with a nod of his head as they

filed in, Lexi and her father taking seats at Bartholomew’s sweeping gesture,

indicating for them to take their pick of any of the chairs that sat before him.

“Thanks for coming so quickly,” Adam said gratefully as he and Allen clasped their

forearms and took their respective seats opposite one another. “Well, seeing as how

you seem intent on getting my bestie knocked up so quickly, someone has to help you

handle things,” Lexi smirked as she lazily examined her nails.

Adam smiled wearily in her direction as he laughed lightly.

“It’s not like I have a choice in it. You try ignoring the primal urges of the souls inside

of us and let me know how well you do.” Lexi snorted loudly and fixed him with a no-

nonsense stare.

“I’m telling you now, mister furry, there’s no way I’d be rolling over and spreading my

legs just so my supposed ‘mate’ could put a baby inside of me.” she said vehemently

as she used her fingers to mimic quotation marks in the air as soon as she uttered the

word ‘mate’.

Adam glanced across at Allen with a raised eyebrow and felt a pang of pity for him at

the brief flicker of hurt that crossed his face. “It’s not as easy as you think Lexi, you’ll

find that out soon enough anyway,” Adam answered seriously as he turned back to

her with a frown. “It’s a primal, animalistic, urge to procreate for the survival of the

species, and if you’re mated to a wolf, then you too will experience a heat. Whether

you like it or not.”

Lexi snorted and shook her head as Adam continued, narrowing her eyes dubiously at

him.

“Besides, for Ann and I, we can’t really afford to wait for pups. We have a duty now, as

the heads of the royal family, as well as leaders of the Dark Moon, to ensure the line

remains strong and unbroken. A large family with multiple heirs means a direct,

of succession and reduces the chances of conflict and

within the pack…”

lotto fend off attacks… give me

and rolled her

Adam sighed

align with that of our wolves and we are

to start trying to build a family of our own. What you

is your business, and I won’t comment on it. I

passing comment on

for the good of

fell slightly. It almost looked as if she

his words, and although she would never admit it, his words

painfully.

Ann’s family for so many years, and Ann had

so many years and

a niggling voice in the back of her head that

replaced.

Lord Brarthroroz patted his daughter on the shoulder gently and squeezed it

an understanding smile toward her

Did she really not want children of her own? Did the mate bond mean so

to just roll over so easily for us, you know. You

your treatment of her for such a long time. Why

when you couldn’t honor her

such a stupid,

and didn’t respond, the vein on his temple pulsing

the possibility of never having a family of

had fully embraced the possibility

seemed like she hadn’t at all Was

her? One of many that she had obviously accrued over her lifetime. How many

even slept

Allen. Don’t make this worse

sensible one and you’re the one

contemptuously, ‘Just keep your mouth shut and swallow the pathetic

you’re about to say for

“I think that’s enough chit-chat,” Bartholomew interjected carefully, “I

and I’d like to get you all up to speed

possible.”

slightly as they turned

concisely as possible the events that had unfolded whilst they

away.

and Ann thought might

more anxious and

knowingly up at him and chortled

ok, you can return to her. I think

sighed and

sorry, Baldur isn’t giving me a moment’s peace whilst she’s up there

you should know

hushed tones as Allen’s eyes seemed to harden. “Why?” He asked

his tone emotionless.

his brother,” Adam answered, his tone almost

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