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…”

Brad’s child.” A*n retorted

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

and allowing A*n to take my

but.. the alliance…” Her father

but, considering both his and Ada’s dishonest nature evidenced by their actions, and his treatment of his fated mate… I doubt the

A*n… where are you going?” Her father

as she turned

arrangements. They shouldn’t impact you too much, but I’ll be gone for a few years. I may be back to collect my things,

sharply to the sound of her father’s protests and Narcissa’s shrill admonishments to her daughter, and made her way

grief she felt at the loss of her future and her family crashed over her in a wave of sadness and

around aimlessly for a few hours, following the roads on a whim and driving out of the city outskirts and through

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

screen when she had thrown it at the wall.

an appearance. Where were you

‘I was sleepy, so I went to

you to do

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

bout drinking Maeve, clearly, neither of