Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

CHAPTER 8 She is Pregnant

A*n’s eyes were ablaze with a fury that she hadn’t known she was capable of and she snarled menacingly, her tone conveying her deadly intent clearly.

“You’ve pushed me too far this time, Ada. You’re welcome to the ba*t*rd. Keep him, ride him to your heart’s desire, pop out as many pups as you can for him, and live happily. While you do so… NEVER darken my door or speak to me again, do you understand me?”

Ada nodded furiously, rapidly turning a frightening shade of purple as she clawed desperately at A*n’s arm.

“If I EVER hear of my father being mistreated or he meets an untimely demise, know that I will return here with a fury that you have never seen before and I will annihilate both you and your mother. Do I make myself clear?” A*n roared.

Ada nodded furiously again her eyes beginning to roll up into her skull and her attempts to wrestle A*n’s arm from its position on her neck became weaker.

With a snort, A*n released Ada roughly and with a final look of contempt over her shoulder made her way to the front door.

“What is the meaning of this?!” Her father’s voice shouted angrily from behind her and Narcissa’s terrified shrieks sounded as she fussed over Ada from the position she had slumped in.

A*n paused and turned slowly to face her father.

“I’m stepping aside. I won’t be marrying Brad today, or ever in fact.” A*n answered calmly.

“You can’t just call off…”

is pregnant with Brad’s child.” A*n

as Narcissa’s genuine shocked gasp forced an ironic smile to play at the edges of A*n’s lips. That was probably the first time that she had ever heard anything genuine

stepping aside and allowing A*n to take my place in this

“But… but.. the alliance…” Her father stammered

enforced with Ada taking my place. Brad won’t be king, but, considering both his and Ada’s dishonest nature evidenced by their actions, and his treatment of his fated mate… I doubt the council of Elders would approve of his ascension to the

“Wait! A*n… where are you going?” Her father called, with genuine concern in his

bitterly as she turned

I’ll be gone for a few years. I may be back to collect my things, or I may send someone in my place. Either

With that A*n turned sharply to the sound of her father’s protests and Narcissa’s shrill admonishments to

As soon as the car door closed behind her, her fierce exterior and anger dissolved. A*n’s face crumpled as the grief she felt at the loss of her future and her family crashed over her in a

of the city outskirts and through rolling countryside,

called home, the better

she had thrown it at the wall. She rolled her eyes at herself and

were you when it was all kicking

I

for you to do

removing for me to help with, and the Bellevue Witches clearly

‘That’s the last time I listen to you bout drinking Maeve,