Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 157 The Best Person to Ask

The air positively hummed as her aura rippled through the room and the people within dropped to their knees in front of her, including those that had done no wrong.

Ann felt a pang of guilt but did her best to brush it away.

It was less than ideal, but if it was spoken of outside of this room, then it would be widely known that Ann was no pushover, and would happily act before the Elders got a chance to do so.

Perhaps Maeve was right and more direct action was necessary. Her father had been a weak ruler in later years and perhaps he had allowed them a little too much freedom in dictating how things were run.

The Enclave was an ancient inst*itution that protected the Kingdom from tyrant rulers. They were never meant to make the decisions for the Kings and Queens, merely to ensure that justice was upheld and that the Royal line did not abuse its power to the detriment of the general population.

Ann calmed her raging fury and did her best to speak calmly. Though her tone was laced with a deadly undercurrent.

“I will see for myself just what exactly that b***h has cooked up this time, Bartholomew, and when we finally catch up with her, I promise you this; not a single thing will stand between Maeve and I when we come face to face with her. I fully intend to be the one ripping her throat out with our bare teeth when the time comes. Am I clear?”

Maeve let loose a low warning growl from deep within Ann’s chest as Bartholomew tried to sink lower to the ground.

intend to dictate your course of action!”

in all of his long life, but

stop himself from prostrating himself on the floor in front of her fully, yet, she barely

as if a bird was extending its wings to test the air around them, no real effort or thought behind the

his understanding, he could only a*s*sume that Ann

former king into action, he had obviously made the mistake of a*s*suming

was abundantly clear that she was going to rule as a monarch should, without forcing the Senior Elders to do so in her stead, as her father had done before her, and for Bartholomew, he was more than ready to accept

It was about time.

it to continue only a little longer, before withdrawing it completely, to a rumble

our position a little clearer on things, please arrange an escort for Greyson and his men to bring the bodies safely inside, and following that, they will be

down his forehead as he returned to a

had returned to their

your efforts, Commander Greyson. If you would like to follow Bartholomew’s instructions and lead his men to the corpses, then

for a moment before he quickly readjusted

Queen, I don’t want you to think that I’m ungrateful, but…” He began hesitantly before he

protests now Greyson. I insist, and if that is not enough, then I shall make it a direct order.” Ann stated

nodded in defeat and