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.”

felt the hot tickle of his breath against her cheek as his face drew level with her

sure you were kept

on her chest and moved as it pleased, squeezing painfully as she cried out against his hand, the sound muffled into nothing

she tried desperately to free herself from his grip, but she wasn’t built like the others, she was just a magick user, with

more the man seemed to enjoy it. His chuckle became darker as her panic rose, her eyes wide with fear as Aoife realized that she probably wasn’t going

had gotten

arms as an eerie feeling of calm acceptance seemed to settle over her. Was this the part of the prophecy

will be remembered and honored through the

to die in order for

as her

was indeed a

only solace that she would take from this was that when Felix found out who had done this to her, he would ensure that their death was as slow and painful as possible

lovingly in her ear as he ran his hands under her pyjama top and allowed them to roam

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

hand slipped further downwards into areas that only Felix had ever

from her skull and 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 sob to spill from behind his

gave him such an exquisite feeling inside him that it was almost euphoric and he drank the sight of her struggling form in, burning it into his memory to

afterlife,

the tendrils of fear began to break through the facade of calm acceptance

and with a loud sigh, removed his hand from inside of her, wiping it off on the