Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 19 The Invitation

Ann was true to her word and didn’t leave the suite all night, eventually falling into a deep sleep in the luxuriously soft bed.

She was woken abruptly by a sharp knock on the door and, for a few seconds at least, forgot where she was entirely.

“Ann, it’s almost eleven. Did you want breakfast in your room or do you want to come down with me?” Adam’s bored tone came from the other side of the door.

Ann swore under her breath and hurriedly began untangling herself from her bed sheets.

“I’ll be right there! Just… give me a minute…” She yelled back.

By the time she opened the door, she was a little flustered.

She was greeted by the sight of Adam leaning against the wall opposite her, with his arms folded against his chest casually, and a wry smile plastered on his face.

“I don’t think I need to ask if you slept well, do I?” Adam smirked, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

Ann glared at him and folded her arms in front of her to mirror his pose.

“Suppose I don’t need to ask if you need a comedian in the pack either… you seem to have that covered nicely,” Anne smirked, earning a chuckle from Adam.

a pretty face and a fearsome reputation you know…” He

speechless for a few seconds as he gazed deeply into her eyes, holding her tightly by the waist. She could feel the warmth from his body through

as he smirked and

hers with the merest

to respond when a couple of the staff turned the corner and froze

as he stared boldly into her eyes and gently let her go, removing

breakfast.” He stated

flush furiously. Did he really just use her to perform in front of a couple of unimportant staff members? She wasn’t sure how she felt about that but with

The cook in there had prepared a heavy brunch with Bagels, eggs, bacon, and sausage and a rack of toast for good

He didn’t seem the type that

him and the way

them to see. It would be eye-opening to

at the side of her. She frowned as she reached for it and checked the caller ID. Ann

breath as she firmly rejected the

Ann growled as the phone

she’s going to give up easily…” Adam commented

Ann slammed her fork down on the table a little harsher than she had intended

you want?”

Ann, that’s no way to speak to your sister.

and she would love nothing more than to