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.

nothing personal, you understand,” the voice continued undaunted, “If I had my way, I’d make sure you were kept alive somewhere that I could have my fun with you… wouldn’t that

a hand landed unexpectedly on her chest and moved as it pleased, squeezing painfully as she cried out against his hand, the sound muffled into nothing but

she tried desperately to free herself from his grip, but she wasn’t built like the others, she was just a magick user, with proficiency in healing and protective charms, nothing

harder 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

she wasn’t stupid. If he knew he had gotten the wrong mark, he would still kill her anyway, just to secure

acceptance seemed to settle over her. Was this the part of the prophecy that her mother had

remembered and honored through

destined to die in order

scoffed silently as her

was indeed a

who had done this to her, he would ensure that their death was as slow and

ran his hands under her pyjama top and allowed them to roam where

you. When I send your mate to join you, as well as his pathetic Beta, I’ll take great satisfaction in the knowledge that you’ll be watching him crumble once the realization sets in that the man

eyes shut as his hand slipped further downwards into areas that

hissed furiously as he forced his f*ingers inside of her, causing a muffled sob to spill from behind his hand that remained tightly

him that it was almost euphoric and he drank the sight of her struggling form in, burning

the afterlife, make sure you

the tendrils of fear began to break through the facade of

loud sigh, removed his hand from inside of her, wiping it off on the sheets that