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.”

breath against her cheek as his face drew level with

I’d make sure you were kept alive somewhere that I could have my fun with you… wouldn’t

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

as she tried 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

became darker as her panic rose, her eyes wide with fear as

though she wasn’t his intended target, she wasn’t stupid. If he knew he had gotten the wrong

calm acceptance seemed to settle over her. Was this the part of the prophecy that her mother had always seemed emotional about when

remembered and honored

she truly destined to die in order for

scoffed silently as her heart

indeed a

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

he ran his hands under her pyjama top and allowed them to

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

hand slipped further downwards into areas that only Felix

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 hand that remained tightly clamped over

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

the afterlife, make

began to break through the facade of calm acceptance she had managed to maintain

his hand from inside of her, wiping it off