Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Chapter 249 Fate was Indeed a Cruel Mistress

TW: Non-con S/A, death.

A sound from somewhere in the darkness of her bedroom woke Aoife with a start. Her heart raced as she lay frozen in her bed, wondering if she had simply dreamed the noise, or if there truly was someone in the room with her.

She had always been a light sleeper and it had never bothered her before, being used to Felix’s gentle snoring waking her occasionally, but this? This was different.

The faintest sound of some sort of material moving against itself pricked at her ears as she turned her head towards the sound. As soon as she did so a dark chuckle seemed to cut through the darkness a little too close to her head for her liking.

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She opened her mouth to cry out, but a hand clamped down over it before she could even take a breath.

“Hello Ann…” the voice murmured chillingly as Aoife froze.

Whoever this was clearly had the wrong room if they were under the impression that she was Ann.

“I must say, I’m surprised to see you recovered this well so soon. I felt sure that the amount of poison we slipped you was more than enough to kill you,” The male voice paused as the person sighed dramatically, “Ah well, it can’t be helped. I guess it’s a lesson learned.”

She felt the hot tickle of his breath against her cheek as his face drew level with her own.

had my way, I’d make sure you were kept alive somewhere that I could have my fun with you… wouldn’t that

squeezing painfully as she cried out against his hand, the sound muffled

the others, she was just a magick user, with proficiency in healing and protective charms, nothing that would help

she struggled, the more the man seemed to enjoy it. His chuckle became darker as her panic rose, her eyes wide with fear as Aoife

stupid. If he knew he had gotten the wrong mark, he would still kill her anyway,

her arms as an eerie feeling of calm acceptance seemed to settle over her. Was this the part of the prophecy that her mother had always seemed emotional about when it

will be remembered and honored

destined to die in order for Ann to

scoffed silently as

indeed a

solace that she would take from this was that when Felix found out who had done this to her, he would ensure that their death was

in her ear as he ran his hands under her pyjama top and allowed them to roam where they

I’ll take great satisfaction in

downwards into areas that only Felix had ever been allowed access

Allen’s face when I pluck his mate’s eyes from her skull and feed them to him, the f*****g half-blooded b*itch.” He hissed furiously as he forced his f*ingers inside of her, causing a muffled sob to

and he drank the sight of her struggling form in, burning it into his memory to recall

who I am, Ann, but when Adam joins you in the afterlife, make

could hear the grin in his voice as the tendrils of fear began to break through the

with a loud sigh, removed his hand from inside of her, wiping it off on the