Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Chapter 283 Remnants of the Daemor Wars

Bartholomew was mid discussion with Adam and the Enclave’s Commander of the guard when his office phone rang.

He stared at it in bemusement and exhaled a short laugh.

“I rarely get calls directed here…” He mused as he reached for the receiver.

The Enclave’s commander grunted in annoyance and threw himself down on the chair, resuming the animated discussion with Adam regarding the reinforcements due to leave in less than an hour’s time. “Oh! Lord Brarthroroz!”

Bartholomew exclaimed as Adam’s head turned violently towards him and he focused his attention on the conversation.

“Yes, Yes I can do that. Let me call you back, I just need a few minutes to check the records. I’m sure I have it in here somewhere.” Bartholomew’s face took on a thoughtful expression as he said goodbye, hung up and made his way over to the bookcase.

Adam and the Commander exchanged a look, and as no explanation was forthcoming, Adam cleared his throat loudly and looked towards Bartholomew expectantly.

But Bartholomew paid him no mind as he browsed the shelves with a deep frown until finally, his face lit up and he pulled a book from the shelves, scurrying back to his desk with it and rifling through his drawers as he took his seat.

“Do you want to tell us what that was about?” Adam asked curiously as he leaned onto Bartholomew’s desk.

like a leather

resting on both

Lord Brarthroroz.” He said as the

of understood that from your: ‘Oh! Lord Brarthroroz!’ comment when

peered at the commander with a mild-mannered smile

me wonder why you haven’t advanced further in your career,” Bartholomew said with the same mild mannered

the commander who looked as though he had just been slapped,

was saying,” Bartholomew cleared his throat,

the inmates to his side. However, Lord Brarthroroz seems to think that his brother will have a second, well hidden but decidedly less guarded

on the desk and moving to untie the leather bindings on the folder, revealing an intricately folded large, piece of paper, that he carefully unfolded

read the title across the top of the page before

Wars?” Adam frowned, as he repeated

ponderously, peering down his nose as he marked off yet another location on the map, “Lord Brarthroroz seems to be of the

he do that? Inhabit a ruin I mean. Surely defensively that wouldn’t be a feasible option.” The Commander asked,

the Daemons were repelled, explorations of the structures they left behind were halted after multiple exploration parties failed to return. Instead, they were sealed and hidden from sight by the

in Lord Brarthroroz’s line of thinking and focused

is indeed a decoy, wouldn’t that mean that

reinforce that stronghold, whilst having the ability to harass Greyson and his men, keeping the pressure on them.” Adam mused as he located the old factory that Greyson and his men had repurposed