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.

about the subterfuge though Maeve, we have faked

best for his Pack and his personal life is none of the Elder’s concern!’ She roared furiously

block her violent threats toward the elders out. Maeve’s anger and indignation were infectious and she could feel her

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

your lies have been revealed. Alpha or not, you cannot prevail against so many of us.”

face was expressionless as he stared

I thought I made it clear that if you continued

but carried the promise of violence in the undertone that

Ann could feel her l*stful desires

for such distracting thoughts… but

from Tomas’s mouth as he jabbed Adam

you haven’t marked that woman. She is nothing but a glorified WH*ORE! Forsaking

motion, Adam’s arm shot up and his fingers wrapped around the old man’s

I promise I will make your death as slow and as possible.”

was no trace of fear

mark on her. She does not belong to you, nor

moment, he looked certifiably insane, his eyes shining with a manic light

out in the middle of the dining hall had drawn a huge crowd

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