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.

hands on my mother’s jewelry, she has another thing coming.” Ann hissed, a look

her room shortly after breakfast, having

of being pampered and preened before the official ceremonies began. The stylists employed at the pack had made a selection of outfits for

she was also of royal blood. Everyone seemed to be working insanely hard to try to meet her expectations and seemed to

freshly made snacks and a huge array of drinks and the next omega that approached

this

what Luna?” She replied with a

Ann gestured wildly to the hive

placed yet another drink in her

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

Ann frowned.

than capable of

omega looked horrified

be a*s*signed a personal chef and a*s*sistants to ensure that all of your needs are taken care of. This way, the only thing you have to worry about is the upbringing of all those pups you’ll produce and the traditional

would turn her into a glorified breeder. Was that even in her contract? Had she missed something hidden in the small print that required her to produce

so scared, Luna. You’ll be well taken care of here. The little princes and princesses you produce will be adored by all. Despite his reputation,

nodded d*um*bly. She was really going to have to check the contract over and perhaps ask Adam if she

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

more than ready…I can’t wait to have all those little wagging tails and chubby bellies running around our

have to

know…we share exactly the same