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.

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

seconds as he gazed deeply into her eyes, holding her tightly

nervously as he

hers with the merest touch, igniting her belly

of the staff turned the corner and froze in shock, before giggling furiously while

boldly into her eyes and gently let her go, removing himself from the close embrace as if it had

He stated nonchalantly as

her cheeks 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 her stomach rumbling furiously

a small, homely-looking kitchen and diner area. The cook in there had prepared a heavy brunch with Bagels, eggs, bacon, and sausage and a rack of

thickly with b*tter and stopped herself from laughing. He didn’t seem the type that would overindulge. Rather, he gave off the impression of

the stack of food on the plate in front of him and the way he eagerly

was most definitely true what they said, only allow the public to see what you want them to see. It would be eye-opening to see the other persona of the Alpha that was

fork to her mouth her mobile phone buzzed like an angry wasp at the side of her. She frowned as she reached for it and checked the caller

under her breath as she firmly rejected

the phone began its angry buzzing

sound like she’s going to give

her fork down on the table a little harsher than she

do you

that’s no way to speak to your sister. I am family after

mere sound of her voice made Ann’s skin crawl and she would love nothing more than to unleash Maeve on