Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate Chapter 2

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 02 The Curse

Ann sniffled miserably as she looked around her. Somehow she had ended up in the popular club district of the city, well known for its nightlife.

The pulsating beats that emanated from inside some of the buildings did nothing but remind her of the strong, rhythmic heartbeat that she would hear when she laid her head on Brad’s chest, and the grief would hit her all over again.

‘Perhaps you can find a quieter bar,’ Maeve growled.

Ann jumped at the sudden gruff voice in her head and it took her a moment before she had recovered enough to reply.

‘But… Maeve… I don’t drink… I never have.’ Ann protested.

‘No Well-fated mates don’t ever sleep with their mate’s sister either… yet here we are. Now seems like a perfect time to start drinking.’ She snapped back brutally.

Ann bit her lip, unsure how to reply and she felt the sensation of Maeve sighing heavily.

‘Even if you don’t want to drink, I want something to numb us both. Fratricide is frowned upon and if I see that b*tch again then you can be sure that she’ll get what’s coming to her. Until then, find somewhere quiet and drink until I shut up.’ she grumbled.

head, hoping that her hair covered her

privacy. It was the perfect place to hide for a little while. The doorman stopped her

know we’re called The Minster, but I think you’ve got the wrong kind

furiously as she lifted her head to stare

he realized

wedding dresses aren’t usually… and…” He stammered hopelessly, stumbling over his words as Ann narrowed her eyes at him and the golden irises of her wolf peeked out at him

wanted somewhere quiet to drink where no one would bother

floor, reserved only for those with the highest profiles. Being the daughter of an Alpha King granted her

apologized profusely for the conduct of his doorman. As a way of showing

and when he handed her the drinks menu

that there was no way that she would go through with this wedding. If Brad could

betrayal. You should seduce him and let me rip his p*enis off

and a ripple of amusement

I think rejection should do fine.’ Ann

a man home with you tonight and

protested, her flush from the wine deepening suddenly as

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