Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

CHAPTER 19 The Invitation

Ann was true to her word and didn’t leave the suite all night, eventually falling into a deep sleep in the luxuriously soft bed.

She was woken abruptly by a sharp knock on the door and, for a few seconds at least, forgot where she was entirely.

“Ann, it’s almost eleven. Did you want breakfast in your room or do you want to come down with me?” Adam’s bored tone came from the other side of the door.

Ann swore under her breath and hurriedly began untangling herself from her bed sheets.

“I’ll be right there! Just… give me a minute…” She yelled back.

By the time she opened the door, she was a little flustered.

She was greeted by the sight of Adam leaning against the wall opposite her, with his arms folded against his chest casually, and a wry smile plastered on his face.

“I don’t think I need to ask if you slept well, do I?” Adam smirked, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

Ann glared at him and folded her arms in front of her to mirror his pose.

“Suppose I don’t need to ask if you need a comedian in the pack either… you seem to have that covered nicely,” Anne smirked, earning a chuckle from Adam.

“I’m not just an Alpha with a pretty face and a fearsome reputation you know…” He grinned as he reached forward and pulled her

into pages

towards him, catching her off guard.

holding her tightly by the waist. She could feel the warmth from his

as he smirked and his eyes

as his lips brushed against hers with the merest touch, igniting her

to respond when a couple of the staff turned the corner and froze in shock, before giggling furiously while apologizing

her go, removing himself from the close embrace as

stated

just use her to perform in front of a couple of unimportant

in there had prepared

slice of toast thickly with butter and stopped

na into Branc

that would overindulge. Rather, he gave off the impression of having a refined taste and a personality that was a

the plate in front of him and the way he eagerly looked for more, told

most definitely true what they said, only allow the public to see what you want them to see. It would be

buzzed like an angry wasp at the side of her. She frowned as she reached for

Ada’s name flashed

that little b*tch not take a warning?” She muttered under her breath as she firmly rejected the

“Who was that?” Adam asked

growled as the phone began its angry

sound like she’s going to

Ann slammed her fork down on the table a little

“What do you

no way to speak to

sound of her voice made Ann’s skin

more than to unleash Maeve on her and let

never call me, Ada, just spit it out. What do you want? I don’t have