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.

Alpha with a pretty face and a fearsome reputation you know…” He grinned as he reached forward and pulled her

deeply into her eyes, holding her tightly by the waist. She could feel the warmth from his body through

nervously as he smirked and his eyes

his lips brushed against hers with the merest touch,

the corner and froze in shock, before giggling

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

stated nonchalantly as he walked away down

he really just use her to perform in front of a couple of unimportant staff members? She wasn’t sure how she felt

cook in there had prepared a heavy brunch with Bagels, eggs, bacon, and sausage and

of toast 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 having a refined taste and a personality that was a little

in front of him and the way he eagerly looked for

they said, only allow the public to see what you want them to see. It would be

mobile phone buzzed like an angry wasp at the side of her. She

breath as she

Ann growled as the

sound like she’s going to give up easily…”

fork down on the table a little harsher than

do you want?” Ann

now, Ann, that’s no way to speak to your sister. I am family

love nothing more than