Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Bartholomew was mid discussion with Adam and the Enclave’s Commander of the guard when his office phone rang.

He stared at it in bemusement and exhaled a short laugh.

“I rarely get calls directed here…” He mused as he reached for the receiver.

The Enclave’s commander grunted in annoyance and threw himself down on the chair, resuming the animated discussion with Adam regarding the reinforcements due to leave in less than an hour’s time. “Oh! Lord Brarthroroz!”

Title of the document

Bartholomew exclaimed as Adam’s head turned violently towards him and he focused his attention on the conversation.

“Yes, Yes I can do that. Let me call you back, I just need a few minutes to check the records. I’m sure I have it in here somewhere.” Bartholomew’s face took on a thoughtful expression as he said goodbye, hung up and made his way over to the bookcase.

Adam and the Commander exchanged a look, and as no explanation was forthcoming, Adam cleared his throat loudly and looked towards Bartholomew expectantly.

But Bartholomew paid him no mind as he browsed the shelves with a deep frown until finally, his face lit up and he pulled a book from the shelves, scurrying back to his desk with it and rifling through his drawers as he took his seat.

“Do you want to tell us what that was about?” Adam asked curiously as he leaned onto Bartholomew’s desk.

like a leather book and sat it on his desk before

met Adam’s gaza with mild confusion, his h*ands resting on both books, before the realization suddenly

Brarthroroz.” He said as the Commander snorted

Brarthroroz!’ comment when you

with a

career,” Bartholomew said with the same mild mannered

own as he side-eyed the commander who looked

cleared

of inquiry that he wishes to pursue. The most recent assumption was that Eromaug and his coven had holed up inside the containment facility, having recruited the inmates to his side. However, Lord Brarthroroz seems to think

it down on the desk and moving to untie the leather bindings on the folder, revealing an intricately folded large, piece of paper, that he carefully unfolded and spread across

at the pages of the book and only had time to read the title across the top of the page before Bartholomew picked it up again and began scouring the map, and marking various places

Wars?” Adam frowned, as he repeated the title out

location on the map, “Lord Brarthroroz seems to be of the opinion that Eromaug will most likely return to one of the previous haunts that the

why would he do that? Inhabit a ruin I mean. Surely defensively that wouldn’t be a

the Daemons were repelled, explorations of the structures they left behind were halted after multiple exploration parties failed to return. Instead, they were sealed and hidden from sight by the most powerful Magick users that were in existence at the

logic in Lord Brarthroroz’s line of thinking and focused intently on the

wouldn’t that mean that any of these ruins

and his men, keeping the pressure on them.” Adam mused as he located the old factory that Greyson and his men had repurposed