Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate Chapter 229

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 229 The Pleasure on Your Face

Lexi stood outside the door to her room, her heart beating wildly in her chest at what might await heron the other side of her door if Allen was in there.

She was so torn and conflicted about what had happened, yet also deliriously happy and the conflicting emotions were tearing her apart.

She groaned loudly and rested her forehead on the door as she sighed heavily. Why did everything have to be so complicated? Was it too much to ask for a quiet life? After a few deep breaths, she placed her hand on the door handle and pursed her lips. It was no good delaying the inevitable, it was probably best to get this over with quickly. Like ripping off a band-aid and dealing with the pain all in one go rather than prolonging the pain with seemingly endless anxiety. She pushed down gently and slowly opened the door, managing to not make a sound, peeking her head around the corner.

The room was in darkness and with a quick glance around the interior, she couldn’t see Allen anywhere inside.

She sighed in relief as she tiptoed inside and closed the door carefully, wincing at the slight click as the latch set into place.

Without wasting any time she made her way straight to the bathroom. She had to get the clothes off her and shower. Not only was she sweaty from wailing on the punchbag for such a long time, but she was also fully aware of Greyson’s scent that still clung to her.

But as she opened the door to the bathroom she froze.

corner, right next to the shower door and he appeared to be fast

and Lexi swore internally as she bit her

the f**k was she supposed to get

bothering to turn the lights on as she could still see perfectly fine in the

she could just get into the shower and get the water running… she

as she gingerly reached over him and slid the door open as quietly as she could, wincing again at the subtle squeak the door made as it slid open slowly

as Allen mumbled in his sleep and shifted slightly, seemingly settling into an even more uncomfortable-looking position against the now partially

across Allen’s back would surely rouse him from his

that wolves were obscenely possessive with their mates, and she wanted to be able to

the small gap into the shower cubicle and let out a slow breath as

regretful glance at Allen before reaching for the shower and turning it

her aching body, she closed her eyes and sighed. The heat and pressure from the water

for the shower cream that sat on the shelf and began washing herself down

the sudden sensation of a pair of hands suddenly

and opened her mouth to protest, but a pair of lips covered

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