Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 249 Fate was Indeed a Cruel Mistress

TW: Non-con S/A, death.

A sound from somewhere in the darkness of her bedroom woke Aoife with a start. Her heart raced as she lay frozen in her bed, wondering if she had simply dreamed the noise, or if there truly was someone in the room with her.

She had always been a light sleeper and it had never bothered her before, being used to Felix’s gentle snoring waking her occasionally, but this? This was different.

The faintest sound of some sort of material moving against itself pricked at her ears as she turned her head towards the sound. As soon as she did so a dark chuckle seemed to cut through the darkness a little too close to her head for her liking.

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She opened her mouth to cry out, but a hand clamped down over it before she could even take a breath.

“Hello Ann…” the voice murmured chillingly as Aoife froze.

Whoever this was clearly had the wrong room if they were under the impression that she was Ann.

“I must say, I’m surprised to see you recovered this well so soon. I felt sure that the amount of poison we slipped you was more than enough to kill you,” The male voice paused as the person sighed dramatically, “Ah well, it can’t be helped. I guess it’s a lesson learned.”

his breath against her cheek as his face drew level with her

make sure you were kept alive somewhere that I could have my fun with you…

chest and moved as it pleased, squeezing painfully as she cried out against his hand, the sound muffled into

desperately to free herself from his grip, but she wasn’t built like the others, she was just a magick user, with proficiency in healing and protective charms, nothing that would help

panic rose, her eyes wide with fear as Aoife realized that she

target, she wasn’t stupid. If he knew he had gotten the wrong mark, he would

her arms as an eerie feeling of calm acceptance seemed to settle over her. Was this the part of the prophecy that her mother had always seemed emotional about when it was spoken

remembered and honored

die in order for Ann to

scoffed silently as

was indeed

to her, he would ensure that their death was as slow and painful as possible when he

as he ran his hands under her pyjama top

can run from their fate Ann…least of all you. When I send your mate to join you, as well as his pathetic Beta, I’ll take great satisfaction in the knowledge that you’ll be watching him crumble once the realization sets in that the man he couldn’t

shut as his hand slipped further downwards into areas that only Felix had

feed them to him, the f*****g half-blooded b*itch.” He hissed furiously as he forced his f*ingers inside of her, causing a muffled

him such an exquisite feeling inside him that it was almost euphoric and he drank

in the afterlife, make sure you tell him how Jasper

could hear the grin in his voice as the tendrils of fear began to break through the facade of calm acceptance she had managed to maintain

a loud sigh, removed his hand from inside of her, wiping it off on the sheets that barely