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.

bit her lip, unsure how to reply and she felt the sensation

you don’t want to drink, I want something to numb us both. Fratricide is frowned upon and if I see that b*tch again then you can be sure that she’ll get what’s coming to her.

breath and lowered her head, hoping that her hair

their privacy. It

we’re called The Minster, but I think you’ve got the wrong kind of church,

flush furiously as she

blanched as he realized who

attire… wedding dresses aren’t usually… and…” He stammered hopelessly, stumbling over his words as Ann

I wanted jokes I would go and see a comedian. I wanted

inside and she was shown to a booth on the top floor, reserved only for those with the highest profiles. Being the daughter of an Alpha King granted her that privilege and as she squeezed into the

wasn’t long before the manager of the establishment had approached her and apologized profusely for the conduct of his doorman. As a way of

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

the decision that there was no way that she would go through with this wedding. If Brad could do this to her now, before they were even married and marked,

him and let me rip his p*enis off so he’ll never be able to bury himself balls-deep in another

some reason, Ann giggled at Maeve’s fierceness and a ripple of amusement ran through her from Maeve’s

Maeve. I think rejection should

you tonight

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