Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate Chapter 61

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 61 The Lie

Ann’s stomach seemed to tie itself in knots as they descended the stairs together and made their way into the dining room.

She had felt Adam’s tension increase as he readied himself for a confrontation with the elders… but it never materialized. The hallway and dining room were empty apart from the usual Omega’s scurrying about.

The tension seemed to dissipate almost immediately from Adam’s shoulders and he pulled a chair out at the dining table for Ann to sit at with a tight smile.

They hadn’t chosen to dress any differently, a*s*suming that it may @rouse suspicion if their usual styles had changed. Ann sat in a pale blue merino wool sweater with a high neck and her hair down, and Adam had stuck with his usual business suit with a high neck collar on his shirt.

They chatted lightly about their plans for the day. After all, nothing had changed in their work lives and they still had important meetings to attend to. As they talked quietly between themselves, the dining hall began to fill up with members of the Pack that had attended the morning’s training.

The majority of females eyed Ann suspiciously as they filed in, whispering behind their hands and staring pointedly at them both. Both she and Adam were aware of the subtle change in the att*itude of the Pack’s members.

They were giving off a distinctly unfriendly feeling towards Ann, and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat as Adam leaned towards her to whisper in her ear rea*s*suringly.

“Don’t worry, Ann. They won’t approach you while I’m here.”

Ann snorted and turned to look at him with a glint in her eye.

you know? I can handle myself and if, for some reason, I can’t, then Maeve will

Adam frowned slightly.

protect his mate from any threats? Did she really

for the briefest of moments, thought of her as his true mate and not merely a contracted mate. The more he thought about it, the more he felt

he couldn’t quite decide just what

fake mark intensifying his

by-product of the Daemon

at Ann speculatively as he leaned back in his

although his wolf rarely communicated with

Ann asked, her eyes searching his and

Adam smiled lightly.

that’s all.” He answered dismissively as his eyes were drawn to the figure of an agile-looking raven-haired woman who threw malicious-looking glares towards Ann. Adam growled

as Adam stood slowly next to Ann, in readiness for whatever

was going to

to a stop in front of them,

deferential tilt of her head, “I would like a

silk and it made Adam’s skin crawl for some

feeling away and tried to place her face,

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