Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Chapter 228 Feisty Wolf

Alien’s head shot up and the room spun dangerously around him but he forced himself to focus.

‘That’s impossible.’ He murmured as he felt Orvar scratching insistently at the inside of his head.

“No, it’s not. Lexi is part Daemon and part Witch. As my daughter, she holds the soul of my realm and the power that I carry with me, as well as the soul of her mother and the power that her line carried with her.” He tried to explain, holding a hand up to silence Allen as he opened his mouth to interrupt.

“When I die, ALL of my power will transfer to Lexi, as well as the centuries of knowledge that I hold, as well as those of our ancestors. You should know that our line goes back millennia Allen, one of the oldest in Daemon history actually. That’s a lot for her to take on.”

Allen blinked at him with wide eyes as Lord Brarthroroz continued.

“It’s the same with the soul she inherited from her mother. She came from a long line of incredibly powerful witches, natural witches at that, and not at all like the pretenders of the Exciidium coven.” He explained as a look of nostalgia crossed his face momentarily before he continued.

“My best guess is, that each soul NEEDS its own mate to keep it in check and balance it out. I would ask Selene myself but she’s incredibly busy these days… you little wolves keep her quite busy seeing as how so many of you keep trying to kill each other.” He grimaced distastefully.

Allen leaned forward disbelievingly in his chair as he gazed at Lord Brarthroroz like a starstruck child.

can talk to Selene?” he asked in

busy to chat these days. Besides, the main focus of this conversation should be the reasons that I believe Lexi has been afforded

impatiently. He hated when he did this, it was the worst feeling, almost as if he had a cat trying to claw its way out from the inside, or a rat desperate

drunken imbecile, let me out so I can ask questions!’ Orvar growled. ‘No! You’re being a d**k! You didn’t want to hear what I had to say when I was trying to reason with you about the two-mate situation, and now you want to

mate’s father and he’s been around far longer than you’ve been able to even dream about f*’***g your own life up. I’d rather trust what he has to say, over

THAT drunk…’

the Queen of f’****g England. Dude… seriously… you’re pouting at me. Sort

now.’ Allen snorted back. ‘Did you really just

through a mixture of expressions, “So I think we should

father and tried his best not to show how hard he was trying to ignore his wolf’s loud protests, resulting in an almost comical squint, much to Lord

helped Allen out of

has two incredibly powerful souls that could cause significant devastation if she ever lost control of

souls, two mates for each. Got

soul! ONE!

sound echoed painfully in his ears. “One mate! One! Okay, got it!” Allen corrected himself quickly as he grimaced up at Lord Brarthroroz, “Sorry… Orvar, my wolf… he’s a little feisty…” he explained