Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 02 The Curse

Ann sniffled miserably as she looked around her. Somehow she had ended up in the popular club district of the city, well known for its nightlife.

The pulsating beats that emanated from inside some of the buildings did nothing but remind her of the strong, rhythmic heartbeat that she would hear when she laid her head on Brad’s chest, and the grief would hit her all over again.

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‘Perhaps you can find a quieter bar,’ Maeve growled.

Ann jumped at the sudden gruff voice in her head and it took her a moment before she had recovered enough to reply.

‘But… Maeve… I don’t drink… I never have.’ Ann protested.

‘No Well-fated mates don’t ever sleep with their mate’s sister either… yet here we are. Now seems like a perfect time to start drinking.’ She snapped back brutally.

her lip, unsure how to reply and she felt the

us both. Fratricide is frowned upon and if I see that b*tch again then you can be

lowered her head, hoping that her hair covered her face from the curious

privacy. It was the perfect place to hide

think you’ve got the wrong kind of church, you can’t get married

she lifted her head

visibly blanched as he realized

He stammered hopelessly, stumbling over his words as

go and see a comedian. I wanted somewhere quiet to drink

for those with the highest profiles. Being the daughter of an Alpha King granted her that

had approached her and apologized profusely for the conduct of his doorman.

when he handed her the drinks menu she accepted Maeve’s suggestions

this wedding. If Brad

let me rip his p*enis off so he’ll never

Maeve’s fierceness and a

bit messy, Maeve. I think rejection should do fine.’

man home with you tonight and repay the

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