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.”

to play at the edges of A*n’s lips. That was probably the

see, father, I’m stepping aside and allowing A*n

“But… but.. the alliance…” Her father

their actions, and his treatment of his fated mate… I doubt the council of

where are you going?” Her father called, with genuine concern in

smiled bitterly as she turned to face

be back to collect my things, or I may send someone in my place. Either way, take care of yourself, father. I’ll see you when I return… If

sharply to the sound of her father’s protests and Narcissa’s shrill admonishments

dissolved. A*n’s face crumpled as the grief she

a few hours, following the roads on a whim and driving out of the city outskirts and through rolling countryside, the meandering hills and fields almost like a soothing medicine for her

she called home, the better she felt. She glanced to her side at the phone that

when she had thrown it

you

so I went

‘Awesome timing for you to

ripping or limb removing for me to help with, and the Bellevue Witches clearly know how to knock

to you bout drinking Maeve, clearly, neither of us can