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.”

can’t be serious? One mistake after

that… Ada was quite eager to fill me in on all of the glorious details

I swear A*n. It

with your child, Brad.” A*n spat

of them for a few minutes. Anne wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly cold. She

child. There’s no way…” Brad answered finally, a panicked edge

to sort it yourself.” A*n answered flippantly, already slamming the walls around her heart so that he could never hurt her this way

my wife in a matter

laughed hard. It was a sound devoid of

the wedding after this, Brad. Get over yourself. I refuse to play stepmother to the brat of my step-sister… that’s beyond all kinds of f*cked up.” A*n sneered

the wedding! This has taken months to organize! People have traveled from

d*ck in my sister, but then, honesty isn’t really your strong point is

“A*n… please…”

you, Brad. I hope your wolf

“A*n… don’t…”

“I A*n

going dead and the resulting tone of a disconnected call bleeped loudly in A*n’s

stared incredulously at

she launched her phone across the room

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