Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 20 The Coming Ceremony

Ann scowled furiously at her phone and jabbed her fork angrily into the food in front of her. She had lost all appet*ite.

“It depends on how you define okay.” She muttered, sighing heavily and slamming her fork onto the table again.

She sagged forwards, her shoulder drooping, and rested her head in her hands. Adam couldn’t decide if she was upset or angry, or somewhere in between. He reached for his coffee and took a sip.

“Whatever it is, Ann, I’ll help if I can. We’re a team now. If it affects you this way, then it affects me too. I want my Luna to be happy.” He said rea*s*suringly.

Ann swept her hair from her face and peered at him across the table.

“I’m not sure it’s anything that you could help with, Adam. Although I appreciate the sentiment. There isn’t anything I need to be here for tomorrow evening is there?” Adam frowned slightly as he thought and narrowed his eyes slightly.

“As long as you return here tomorrow night then you are free to do as you please. It’s only the ceremonies this afternoon to officially bind us and welcomes you into the pack, after that, you are free to do as you please.”

Ann nodded thoughtfully.

“Okay. I have to attend my step-sister’s engagement announcement tomorrow, that’s all.”

“The step-sister you don’t get on with at all?” Adam asked with a hint of bewilderment.

same. If she thinks she’s getting her filthy hands on my mother’s jewelry, she has another thing coming.”

returned to her room shortly after breakfast, having eaten very little

The stylists employed at the pack had made a selection of outfits for her to wear during the day for each ceremony and had instructions to find her

be putty in her hands, but that she was also of royal blood. Everyone seemed to be working insanely hard to try to meet her expectations and

a huge array of drinks and the next omega that approached her

this really

replied with

of this…” Ann gestured wildly to the hive of

yet another drink in her

pack doesn’t care for its leaders? This is to prove that we can take care of you well and see to your needs, whatever they

Ann frowned.

or something to eat then I’m more than capable of seeing to that myself.

horrified at

Once you are mated and marked, you’ll be a*s*signed a personal chef and a*s*sistants to ensure that all of your needs are taken care of. This

was Ann’s turn to look horrified. If they had their way, they would turn her into a glorified breeder. Was that even in her contract? Had she missed something hidden in the small print

will be adored by

the contract over and perhaps ask Adam if

Maeve offered unhelpfully. ‘Oh god, Maeve. I don’t think I’m ready for pups just yet.’ Ann replied, an edge of panic

those little wagging tails and chubby bellies running around our legs.’ Maeve

won’t have

and I do share the same body you know…we share exactly the