Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 147 Mother s Gift

Ann exhaled slowly as she began explaining. When she was done, she was met with stunned silence at the end of the phone.

“Well, I certainly wasn’t expecting that, but of course I can squeeze you in. I don’t have anything urgent that my girls and I can’t push aside fora little while, and actually, part of the work may already be done for this.” Mimi announced cryptically.

“Huh? What do you mean?1′ Ann asked, the confusion clear in her voice.

Mimi chuckled lightly.

“You’ll see my dear. Try not to worry yourself. I’ll be free in about an hour’s time, so, is there somewhere that we can meet? Would you prefer it to be at the palace or somewhere else?”

Ann stole a glance at Adam quickly, whose eyes were still riveted on her every move

“Actually, it might be better to come here. My mate still needs his suit sorting, so the more information he has about the color schemes the better.”

“Not a problem. Text me the address and I’ll make my way over when I’m free.”

After they said their goodbyes, Ann did as she had asked and sent the address over. As expected, Mimi arrived in good time and before long she found herself escorting her up to the Luna’s Suite at the Dark Moon Pack.

to admire it before sweeping into the room after Ann, with her little entourage of girls in tow carrying all sorts of

you enough for this, Mimi.

have something that was entrusted to me a long time ago until this day came,” Mimi answered as she motioned for

it almost reverently on

this?” Ann frowned, a little perplexed at

gone ahead and made her

at the corners and shining with

she saw the contents of the box shimmering like starlight in the

don’t understand! When did you

looked fondly at the grown woman before her, recalling the many times she had been cradled in her m other’s arms in her early years when she had

began work on it. It was actually a design that your mother had asked to be made for when you came of age.” Mimi said softly, “I knew that with losing your mother at

almost as if her mother would be there at her side again, wrapping her arms around

bustled over and lifted the dress from its box, holding it up so that Ann could see it

put those tears away, Princess. Your mother hated to see you cry, although she would probably have made an exception for tears of joy.” she

her mother would have gone to such great lengths in advance for

and the reams of almost iridescent sheer material studded

speechless. She couldn’t have imagined a dress more perfect for the coronation, it was almost as if her mother

an a*s*sessing gaze over her and

will need a cloak of some sort… Perhaps a fur-lined one… it’s always cold on those balconies so high up, I