Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 12 The Rejection

Brad growled lowly as he turned his head slowly and looked around nervously, noticing a fair few pair of narrowed eyes directed at him. He took a deep breath and rolled his shoulders slightly, forcing himself to relax as he ran his hand through his hair.

The fury still smoldered in his eyes but at least his aggression was under control.

“Listen, about Ada…” He ground out but Lexi was having none of it and lifted her hand to silence him.

“I don’t give a f*uc*k about your excuses and I’m sure Ann doesn’t care to hear them either.” she hissed.

“Ann, please… just hear me out!” He pleaded as he twisted to the side to try and catch Ann’s eye.

‘I think we should listen to what he has to say.” Maeve interjected contemplatively.

‘Seriously? You want to hear him out?’ Ann retorted incredulously.

‘Yes. Then I can decide how much pain I want to put him through when I forcibly castrate both him and his cowardly wolf.’ she snarled, her fangs bared.

Ann sighed heavily and stood, placing a hand on Lexi’s shoulder.

“It’s okay, Lexi. Maeve wants to hear what he has to say.” Ann said calmly.

Lexi snorted in disgust and with a final depreciating sweep of her eyes over Brad, she moved to the side and sat down heavily in her chair, keeping her gaze fixated

the couple before

sagging in relief

said gratefully as he took a few steps forward and reached for her

step back and glared coldly at him. “Don’t touch me, Brad. Not with the same hands that were all over

wounded look on his face

don’t know what happened…honestly. I came as we planned and would have spent the night in the guest wing.

the same time as they shared a look full

You don’t remember it?” Ann sneered

the truth! Even my wolf remembers nothing! Please. He’s furious with the

they were, stuck inside our bodies

Ann! One time does not excuse the years that he’s been f*uc*king

resolve hardened with Maeve’s words and she chuckled

of the other occasions you were in her bed!” Ann’s

a second before an expression of confusion

No! That’s not… no! There have never been

to fill me

to believe me!” he interrupted, his voice rising in

you two, and quite frankly, I believe her. She would bend over backward to take everything from me and you knew this. So while I worked hard at building

as the argument had escalated into raised voices and Ann could feel

wanted to avoid this confrontation in public at all

would do nothing but create bad press for both the Royal Family and Brad’s pack. Who knew how it would