Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 163 The Daemon War

“Times were very different back then and I had been dumped on the doorstep of the Moon Goddess’s Sanctuary that used to stand at the midpoint of our Kingdom.” He continued with the slightest hint of regret as he sighed again, a little more softly this time.

“I try not to dwell on it too much as I know it was done in an effort to give me a better life than a clan less Vampire and a rogue shifter could give me back then. Now, of course, things are very much different. You can settle anywhere in the kingdom as long as you register with the authorities, perhaps even join a community if they are willing, although being independent is certainly something to be admired…” Bartholomew rambled a little before stopping and grimacing apologetically. “Ah, I’m sorry, I appear to have wandered off on a tangent. It happens sometimes.”

“It’s okay. But, Bartholomew, wasn’t the Sanctuary destroyed during the war though?” Ann frowned.

So much of their history and monuments had been destroyed in that dark period of the war between the Daemon Lords and their realm. Despite the efforts of so many good people, parts of the land were still so badly tainted by the darkness that they had been sealed and were guarded closely to ensure that no one wandered into them by mistake.

“It was indeed.” Bartholomew nodded slowly at Ann.

“Then, you lived through the Daemon War?” Lexi asked curiously.

“I did indeed. I was evacuated with the other children and the priestesses when the attacks first began. They knew the Sanctuary would be a main target and they wanted to ensure that we survived. The Alpha King at the time, welcomed us and gave us sanctuary, providing apprenticeships to the thousands of children that had suddenly descended upon the city. I was placed as an a*s*sistant to an Elder in the lower ranks of the Royal Enclave at the time, he taught me a lot. As he ascended the ranks, I too followed behind him.” Bartholomew said sadly, as his eyes clouded with nostalgia

with your heritage though, didn’t you face prejudice here in the Enclave at that time? Wasn’t it hard?” Lexi asked, clearly struggling to wrap her head

individuals and I fought hard to prove that I was not what they painted me to be. But you have to remember Lexi, you cannot judge one person for the crimes of their races, nor for the opinions of their ancestors. It is far better to judge

but the smallest hint of doubt still flickered in her eyes although

that I won’t be guarded though,” Lexi

permanently on the offensive with us. At least give

nodded again quietly and settled back in the chair with

tell me anything else about my mother?” Lexi asked as Ann smiled softly to herself and listened to Bartholomew regale her with anecdotes and tales of her mother’s heroism and bravery during

her friend so relaxed and animated for a change, with a rare expression of childlike joy on

This would do far more to win Lexi’s trust and cooperation than any hollow

a sound that radiated contentment, as if her soul had been

Bartholomew. Honestly. I had no idea that

Bartholomew chuckled good-naturedly.

be able to recount these tales quite honestly. She certainly was a spitfire, a lot like yourself actually, and as much as it pains me, I do believe we have some very pressing matters to attend to.” He answered with a look full of meaning directed towards

asked as Bartholomew

wanted to meet with Lexi first and clear up any misunderstandings that she may have about

Lexi snorted.