Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 173 Full of Surprises

Lexi had wandered with Greyson for a little while, making small talk as she allowed him to take the lead with the direction that they were headed.

She found herself pleasantly surprised by his ability to hold a conversation and he didn’t seem to fawn over her, nor reject her which intrigued her greatly.

Men usually reacted in one of those two ways, and to find one who didn’t was indeed a rarity.

It did cross her mind briefly that he may indeed be hiding his true feelings about her, but there was no discernible cause to do so in her mind unless it was to try to get information out of her about Ann of course. But, he hadn’t brought her up in the conversation until now, so she was hesitant to condemn him so quickly.

“Is everything okay?” Greyson asked, stopping suddenly as he noticed her frown and his expression seemed to mirror her own as he frowned back at her in concern.

“Er, yeah? Why?” Lexi stammered defensively, a little shocked that he had even noticed.

“You’re frowning. I didn’t really think that discussing the topic of your favorite drinks, and whether or not girly c*oc*ktails were your style was anything to frown over.” He chuckled lightly.

Lexi snorted.

mind on which is my favorite honestly. I’m more of a whisky on the rocks kinda girl, or at a push, I’ll settle for a full-bodied red from the Bellevue’s Vinyard. c*oc*ktails don’t really do much for me

you seriously

going to commit to getting drunk, then that volume you’ve lost on the liquid cake could have been devoted entirely to getting yourself wasted on the good stuff.” Lexi continued seriously, “I mean, think about it rationally, if you’re going to start adding cream liqueurs to the mix, like… I don’t

and opened and closed his mouth a couple of times in an effort to reply but gave up. How could he even reply to

slowly

in daemons from an argument with a complete a*s*shat, only to end up discussing how drinking c*oc*ktails is a waste of stomach space

blinked up at him

part of my unique charm. You either love it or

face briefly as they continued walking and

they made their way into a common room that offered food and drinks to the guests of the Enclave, “What’s the deal with that anyway? Do you two have

as she perused

her order. When she was done she turned to him

He’s a bitter little puppy with a stick lodged so far up his a*s*s he could pass

you two then.” Greyson snorted as he turned to his menu. “Nah, we’re the best of friends, can’t you tell?” Lexi grinned as the Omega who attended the bar area passed her the drink she had ordered. “Honestly, though, I enjoy getting a reaction out of him. It’s probably more emotion than he’s used to dealing with

jawline and the way his hair flopped lazily over his brow