Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate Chapter 7

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 07 I Ann Veritas Reject You…

Ann woke with a start to the incessant vibrating of her phone on the bedside table.?

With her heart beating wildly at being forcibly woken unexpectedly, she fumbled around trying to find the damn thing with her bleary vision.

When her fingers finally closed around the familiar surface of her phone, she hurriedly checked the caller display and saw the name of her cheating ex flash up on the screen.

She narrowed her eyes and pressed the reject b*tton before throwing herself back on the bed. 32 missed calls and a stream of messages across SMS and social media flashed up on her notifications from him. Ann snorted derisively.

Her head turned to the side on her pillow and she scanned her room. A wry smile formed on her face as her eyes landed on the discarded wedding dress crumpled in the corner of her room.

She was supposed to be getting married today… the day she had dreamed of and planned for all these years destroyed in merely a few moments.

The phone vibrated noisily in her hand and a quick look revealed yet another call from Brad. She sighed internally and answered.

“What?” She sneered into the phone.

 looked like…” Brad began hastily before Ann

looked like and you know it. Don’t take me for a fool

be serious? One mistake after all these

was quite eager to fill me in on all of the glorious details of your sordid relationship over the years that you conducted behind my

I swear Ann. It was only once and

with your child, Brad.” Ann

minutes. Anne wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly cold. She wished Maeve would speak up with some c*oc*ky, inappropriate comment but since they had returned last night, there had been nothing but silence. “Impossible. It’s

answered flippantly, already slamming the walls

matter of hours!

It was a sound devoid of any

yourself. I refuse to play stepmother to the brat of my step-sister… that’s beyond all kinds of f*uc*ked up.” Ann sneered derisively. “You can’t just cancel the

your d*ic*k in my sister, but then, honesty isn’t really your strong point

“Ann… please…”

you, Brad. I hope your

Veritas reject

and the resulting tone of a disconnected

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