Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 195 You’re Both Terrible Liars

Lord Brarthroroz refused any a*s*sistance with their baggage from the omegas and instead insisted on carrying it themselves as Allen led them up the stairs and through the corridors to the comfortable guest quarters that were reserved for important guests.

Allen was positive that Lexi had completely misunderstood his lack of composure when they first appeared and he actually missed her over-familiarity now that she had closed herself off from him.

He would give anything to have her gripping hold of his arm and teasing him mercilessly, instead of trailing behind him with that cold, emotionless stare that she had fixed on his back at the minute. “Is everything okay, Beta Allen? You seem as distracted as my daughter has been. Is there something going on between you two that I should know about?”

“No!” Allen and Lexi both replied hastily at the same time, with matching guilty expressions plastered on their faces.

Lord Brarthroroz chuckled.

“You’re both terrible liars… but I won’t press you for details. You’re both adults. I trust that you can sort whatever this is out between you both before I have to travel with you both to the Enclave tomorrow. Things are going to be difficult enough without you two adding to an already tense atmosphere when we arrive.” He said casually as they stopped in front of one of the luxurious rooms that Adam had specified were specifically to be reserved for Lord Brarthroroz should he ever visit.

Allen cleared his throat awkwardly and bowed slightly to him. “This is your room, Lord Brarthroroz. Would you like any help settling in?”

think I can manage.” Lord Brarthroroz smirked in response. “I a*s*sume I just head back downstairs when

Allen nodded gently.

I’ll have one of the Omegas come and let you know when the meals

“That won’t be necessary.”

pack grounds? Or perhaps the library…” Allen offered, his nervousness at being alone with Lexi very shortly, starting to get the

and stretching my legs. I would much rather

sort out Papa. You’ve

will say this, the longer you leave an argument to fester without resolving it, the bigger it will get. Don’t let it get to that point. Take it from an Ancient Daemon

to his room in silence, shifting awkwardly

you to

expression. Allen reached for her bag, which she allowed him to take, and strode off down the corridor, to

here on a semi-permanent basis to lecture in the schools, then

it was on the

downside, but more of a temptation that would be difficult to cope with if

loudly. “You better not be thinking I’m staying in