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

I’d make sure you were kept alive somewhere

as a hand landed unexpectedly on her chest and moved as it pleased, squeezing painfully as she cried

like the others, she was just a magick user, with proficiency in healing and protective charms,

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

If he knew he had gotten the wrong mark, he would still kill her anyway, just

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

be remembered and honored

truly destined to die in order for Ann to

scoffed silently as her

indeed a cruel

out who had done this to her, he would ensure that their death was as slow and painful as possible when he exacted his

good girl.” The man crooned almost lovingly in her ear as he ran his hands under her pyjama top and allowed them to roam

his pathetic Beta, I’ll take great satisfaction in the knowledge that you’ll be watching him crumble once

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

mate’s eyes from her skull and feed them to him, the f*****g half-blooded b*itch.” He hissed furiously as he

that it was almost euphoric and he drank the sight of her struggling form in, burning it

I am, Ann, but when Adam joins you in the afterlife, make sure you tell him how Jasper violated you before he cut

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 up

until he grew bored and with a loud sigh, removed his hand from inside of her,