Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 204 Welcome Back

Bartholomew waited patiently at the front steps for the car to arrive that contained the latest visitors to the Enclave, with two omega’s waiting patiently behind him with their heads lowered respectfully and their hands clasped together in front of them.

The cool air wrapped itself around his robes he inhaled deeply and savored the fresh, chill air that flooded his lungs. As much as he loved the Enclave, he had to admit that he missed being outside as much as he used to.

His duties at the Enclave kept him busy enough and forays into the outside world were few and far between. The most that he could manage nowadays tended to be a walk around the gated gardens or one of the many secret courtyards and private arboretums that were hidden away in the maze of tunnels and corridors.

Quite frankly Ann’s ascension to the throne had changed a lot of things within the Enclave and Bartholomew was one of the few that welcomed it with open arms, having always had a propensity for adventure and drastic change. The same could not be said for some of his colleagues, but what choice did they have otherwise?

viable replacements for Ann if the Elders decided to try and forcibly usurp her from her rightful

wind of whispers of rebellion amongst people that he had expected to be unhappy about a female holding such a high position of power, and unsettlingly, even from some

he appeared neutral to the parties that voiced their dissent, whilst secretly supporting Ann and her

thought she would be a weak ruler like her father. Bartholomew smiled softly to himself as he remembered the timid child that had hidden behind Leopold on many

strong woman that she had blossomed into would have made her mother proud and Bartholomew was determined not to fail Ann, as they had all failed

a few deep breaths, he

the door opened and Allen emerged he nodded politely and watched the significantly friendlier interaction between Lexi

the edges of Bartholomew’s mouth. It would appear that Lexi had made a choice when it came to

the only friend of Ann’s that he knew of, and he had a sneaking suspicion that she would be instrumental in the forming of this new kingdom, whether the Enclave desired her input or

to leap into his mouth, and his breath caught in his chest as he locked eyes with the towering male figure

did not appear to have aged a single day from the last time that Bartholomew had seen him when he was nothing more