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

couple before

his shoulders sagging in relief as

said gratefully as he took

a step back and glared coldly at him. “Don’t touch me, Brad. Not with the same hands that were all over my sister.” Ann stated, her mouth curling into a

face before dropping his hands to

spent the night in the guest wing. The

same time as they shared

do? You don’t

insane but it’s the truth! Even my wolf remembers nothing!

his wolf. As strong as they were, stuck inside our bodies they

sorry for him Ann! One time does not excuse the years that he’s been f*uc*king her behind our

hardened with Maeve’s words and

you or at least warn Maeve after all of the other occasions you were in her bed!” Ann’s voice began to rise as her anger bubbled

stunned for a second before an expression of

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

only too happy to fill me

swear she’s lying, Ann! You have to believe me!” he interrupted, his voice

is… between 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 and planning our future, you were busy

over the cafe as the argument had escalated into raised voices and Ann

avoid this confrontation in public

press for both the Royal Family and Brad’s pack. Who knew how it would