Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate By A E Randell Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1 Betrayal

“Yes! That’s the one! That’s exactly what I want!” A*n exclaimed almost giddy with excitement as she reached forward and ran her hand over the beautiful material.

The white fabric seemed to shimmer in the light and the effect was almost spellbinding.

“Fantastic, would you like to try it on now? It’s a match for your measurements, but it may need a little alteration…” the sales assistant began before A*n interrupted her excitedly.

“No, it’s fine. I’ll take it home and have the seamstress take a look if there are any alterations needed. She’s coming tonight to make some alterations on some evening wear that I bought for the honeymoon, so it won’t be an issue.” A*n grinned.

With a nod of her head, the assistant packaged everything up and handed her the dress to take home.

She couldn’t wait to get home and try it on.

A*n admired herself happily in the full-length mirror as the seamstress said her goodbyes and left the room with an armful of gowns.

She smiled wistfully as she smoothed her hands along the flowing material of her wedding dress.

This was the last night that she would be A*n Veritas, daughter of the Alpha King. Tomorrow she would be A*n Lunaris, wife and mate of Brad Lunaris, the future Alpha King.

her mouth with her hand and suppressed the squeal that

g*d-forsaken wing of the mansion and moved to her own floor with her husband. She would only have to see her stepmother and step-sister at special functions

her dad the dress? He would see it tomorrow but… they had so

A*n

and contented giggle, she opened the door of

that made up this floor, she could hear a couple’s distinct

sniggered and rolled

yet. A*n had been determined to save herself until they marked

vows and celebrated with the pack, the family would then retire to the inner temple of

words spoken between the mated pair and an exchange of vows would happen

was a ritual that encouraged acts of service for each other and once the ceremony was complete, they would return to their room and enjoy each other as a

at the thought and stifled a giggle. To wear Brad’s mark would bring

“F*ck, Ada…”

The banging of the headboard against the wall

about to pass, and saw that it was

deeper… harder!” Ada’s shrill voice

the door. She pushed it open slightly as she tried to peer

took a deep breath and nudged the door a little more. Her chest

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