Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 13 As You Wish, Princess

“Or perhaps I came at the perfect time.” It continued with a hint of amusement.

Ann’s eyes widened. She recognized that voice! Of all the times he could have arrived, Alpha Nocturne chose now.

“I don’t know who the f*uc*k you think you are but this has nothing to do with you so back off!” Brad snarled as he slowly turned around.

Ann heard an excited squeal and as she glanced across at Lexi, she noticed that she wore an expression of delighted horror as she stared expectantly at the two males in front of her.

Ann wished the ground would swallow her whole where she stood as she turned with morbid interest to see where how this would play out.

Adam stood his ground, staring impassively at Brad’s shaking figure as it turned to face him. A wry smile found its way onto his face as Brad locked eyes with him and froze.

“What… this has nothing to do with you Alpha Nocturne. It’s simply a spat between two mates, that’s all. It’s nothing serious.” Brad offered, the tremor in his voice giving his nervousness away.

Lexi sniggered.

“Don’t lie, Brad. Ann rejected you, for sticking your d*ic*k in her sister and getting her pregnant.” She grinned, her eyes flashing wickedly as she spoke.

Brad growled in Lexi’s direction as Adam took on a thoughtful expression and jammed his hands into his pockets. He c*oc*ked his head and dragged his eyes over Brad’s disheveled appearance and tutted loudly, shaking his head sadly.

themselves these days?” He questioned with a raised eyebrow. “It’s a pity… standards have really fallen since

clapped excitedly and Ann felt a pang

you dare,

rejected him, Maeve… he doesn’t need to be kicked when

when he gave such little regard

and as Brad began to respond she stepped between them both hurriedly, much

public spaces. This shouldn’t have

minutes as he stared at her speculatively, an

lifted his eyes and shared a glance

flush immediately and

two know each other?” Brad asked through narrowed eyes, as he glared

to anyone. It would be better if

She would just rather avoid the drama and gossip of the tabloids for a

Ann’s hand and pulled her to his side, spinning her slightly as he did so. She collided clumsily with his shoulder

about to commit murder. “We

focused intently on the spot where Adam had his large hand rested. His fingers curled comfortably around Ann’s arm, almost protectively,

her.” Brad ground out

only imagine the emotions that he was going through. This was not a fight that he could

grip around her, grinning

you, Brad. I think you’ll find Ann can do as she pleases

in the slightest by his posturing.? “Ann, are you ready to go? The car is waiting outside.” Adam said with a