Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate By A E Randell Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7 I A*n Veritas Reject You…

A*n woke with a start to the incessant vibrating of her phone on the bedside table.

With her heart beating wildly at being forcibly woken unexpectedly, she fumbled around trying to find the d*mn thing with her bleary vision.

When her fingers finally closed around the familiar surface of her phone, she hurriedly checked the caller display and saw the name of her cheating ex flash up on the screen.

She narrowed her eyes and pressed the reject button before throwing herself back on the bed. 32 missed calls and a stream of messages across SMS and social media flashed up on her notifications from him. A*n snorted derisively.

Her head turned to the side on her pillow and she scanned her room. A wry smile formed on her face as her eyes landed on the discarded wedding dress crumpled in the corner of her room.

She was supposed to be getting married today… the day she had dreamed of and planned for all these years destroyed in merely a few moments.

The phone vibrated noisily in her hand and a quick look revealed yet another call from Brad. She sighed internally and answered.

“What?” She sneered into the phone.

“A*n, please, you have to believe me, it’s not what it looked like…” Brad began hastily before A*n cut him off with an incredulous laugh.

“Oh, f*ck off, Brad. It was exactly what it looked like and you know it. Don’t take me for a fool any more than you already have done. We’re done.”

A*n! You can’t be serious? One mistake after all these

to fill me in on all of the glorious details of your

It was only once and I was

with your

A cold silence extended between the two of them for a few minutes. Anne wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly cold. She wished

way…”

answered flippantly, already slamming

You’ll be my wife in a matter of hours! We can face this

A*n snorted loudly and laughed hard. It was a sound

Brad. Get over yourself. I refuse to play stepmother to the brat of my

“You can’t just cancel the wedding! This has taken months to organize! People have traveled from different counties just to be here!

sister, but then,

“A*n… please…”

I hope your

“A*n… don’t…”

“I A*n Veritas reject

of the line going dead and the resulting tone of a disconnected call

stared incredulously at

the room angrily

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