Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 08 She Is Pregnant

Ann’s eyes were ablaze with a fury that she hadn’t known she was capable of and she snarled menacingly, her tone conveying her deadly intent clearly.

“You’ve pushed me too far this time, Ada. You’re welcome to the bastard. Keep him, ride him to your heart’s desire, pop out as many pups as you can for him, and live happily. While you do so… NEVER darken my door or speak to me again, do you understand me?”

Ada nodded furiously, rapidly turning a frightening shade of purple as she clawed desperately at Ann’s arm. “If I EVER hear of my father being mistreated or he meets an untimely demise, know that I will return here with a fury that you have never seen before and I will annihilate both you and your mother. Do I make myself clear?” Ann roared.

Ada nodded furiously again her eyes beginning to roll up into her skull and her attempts to wrestle Ann’s arm from its position on her neck became weaker.

With a snort, Ann released Ada roughly and with a final look of contempt over her shoulder made her way to the front door.

“What is the meaning of this?!” Her father’s voice shouted angrily from behind her and Narcissa’s terrified shrieks sounded as she fussed over Ada from the position she had slumped in.

Ann paused and turned slowly to face her father.

“I’m stepping aside. I won’t be marrying Brad today, or ever in fact.” Ann answered calmly.

“You can’t just call off…”

child.” Ann retorted coolly, cutting her

as Narcissa’s genuine shocked gasp f0rced an ironic smile to play at the edges of Ann’s lips. That was probably the first

allowing Ann to

the alliance…”

place. Brad won’t be king, but, considering both his and Ada’s dishonest nature evidenced by their actions, and his treatment of his fated mate… I doubt the council of Elders would approve of his ascension to the throne anyway.” Ann smirked as she turned to leave. “Wait! Ann… where are you going?” Her father called, with genuine concern in his

smiled bitterly as she

years. I may be back to collect my things, or I may send someone in

her father’s protests and Narcissa’s shrill admonishments to her daughter, and

her, her fierce exterior and anger dissolved. Ann’s face crumpled as the grief she felt at the loss of her future and her family crashed over her in a wave

of the city outskirts and through rolling countryside, the

place she called home, the better she felt. She glanced to her side at the phone that lay

to crack the screen when she had thrown it at the wall. She

you make an appearance. Where were you when it was

I went to

for you to do that.’

and the Bellevue Witches clearly know how to

time I listen to you bout drinking Maeve, clearly, neither of

you