Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate Chapter 175

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 175 Why Would He Do This?

Lexi was stunned.

She was completely overwhelmed by the sensation of his lips against hers and their insistent movements, as if desperate to claim her as his own. She wanted to lose herself in this moment completely and her heart craved him between her legs but there was something niggling at the back of her mind and it was stopping her from immersing herself completely in the moment.

The subtle hum of conversation returned to the room as people carried on as if nothing had happened, but for Lexi, everything had changed.

Allen hated her and everything that she stood for, and he infuriated her with his constant pompous demands, so why would he do this now?

Was he jealous because she had clicked instantly with Greyson? Greyson, the man who had stepped in to defend her in a heartbeat and didn’t seem to give a s**t about where she came from or how she acted.

As the frantic panic of the thoughts in her mind brought her to her senses, she pushed away from Allen, glaring at him in disbelief.

That familiar emotion of hurt flashed in his eyes briefly before he clenched his jaw and reached for her again, but Lexi evaded him and backed away from him slowly.

seemed to dim

have told me that you were already involved with another

this way.” “No? It seems pretty obvious about his feelings about

surprise, as a sudden realization

mad at me?” she

I be happy about it?” Greyson snapped in reply as he glared down at her. “Greyson… what… how the f**k can you be angry with

of them as a sneer of disgust spread across her face. “You’re both exactly the

better. Look at you both! I suggest you both take your d*ic*k-waving contest and hold it in front of a mirror so that you can see who’s the most pathetic out of both of you.” She fumed as she reached for her drink, downed it in one gulp and stormed out of the room, leaving Allen and Greyson glowering angrily

racing until she found a doorway that led

air as it buffeted her face, and wound her

soon as she was certain that she was alone, she sank to the ground, drawing her knees to her

emotions that had torn past her well-built defenses was overwhelming. It had been years since she allowed herself

track of the amount of time that she had sat there on the ground staring numbly ahead now that her

stood just as the stooped figure of Elder Bartholomew

see her but smiled warmly as soon as his eyes landed on her obviously distressed

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