Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate Chapter 62

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 62 She is Nothing But a Glorified WH*ORE!

‘Maeve…that woman…’ Ann began hesitantly as she stared intently at the woman’s face.

‘Before you say anything else…don’t. I know exactly what you’re thinking. I feel the same way about her.’ She growled furiously in reply.

‘Why does she make my skin crawl though? It’s as if…’

‘She makes us feel this way because she’s full of darkness, Ann. Before you ask… yes. We do know her. We have met her before.’

Ann struggled with the fury that she felt rolling from Maeve and without warning Adam’s arm reached backward and his fingers closed around her shoulder, squeezing it rea*s*suringly.

The small gesture surprised her and her heart seemed to flip. It was almost as if he could sense how she was feeling… but that was impossible… right?

‘Nothing is impossible with the Daemon Lord’s power, Ann. You wanted it to be convincing…perhaps he has made it so that everything is shared between you… including mimicking the intricacies of the bond.’ Maeve mused, the anger still clear but decidedly less intense after Adam’s touch.

Ann wasn’t sure what to think about this development, and she was more curious still about just who this woman was, but her attention was drawn by the figure of Tomas, rapidly striding across the dining hall towards them.

‘Look at that crusty little prick. Who does he think he is?! How dare he challenge their Alpha this way?!’ Maeve roared in indignation in her head.

the subterfuge though Maeve, we have faked

will always do what is best for his Pack and his personal life is none of the Elder’s

at the tone in her voice as she tried her best to block her violent threats toward the elders out. Maeve’s anger and

eyes over him disdainfully, not even bothering to hide the contempt he felt for him anymore as Adam

revealed. Alpha or not, you cannot

face was expressionless as he stared coldly back at

it clear that if you continued with

calm but carried the promise of violence in the undertone that

her l*stful

This was neither the time, nor the place for such distracting thoughts… but

mouth as he jabbed

as well as I do that you haven’t

and his fingers

promise I will make your death as

of fear in his eyes as

a WH*ORE. And you are no better. She bears no mark on her. She does not belong to you, nor this Pack!” Tomas ground out as he glanced towards the raven¬haired woman and grinned

moment, he looked certifiably insane, his eyes shining with

middle of the dining hall had

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