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.

you know…” He grinned as he reached forward and pulled her

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

she stammered nervously as he smirked and his eyes

his lips brushed against hers with the merest

when a couple of the staff turned the corner and froze in shock, before giggling furiously while apologizing as

her eyes and gently let her go, removing himself from the

stated nonchalantly as he walked away down

of a couple of unimportant staff members? She wasn’t sure how she felt about that but with

had prepared a heavy

slice 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

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

definitely true what they said, only allow the public to see what you want them to

of her. She frowned as she reached for

her breath as she firmly rejected the

my stepsister…” Ann growled as the

to give up easily…” Adam

her fork down on the table a

you want?” Ann

way to speak to your sister. I

crawl and she would love nothing more than to