Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 11 Alpha Nocturne’s Car Is Coming…

Ann frowned.

“Then who is this and how did you get my number?” She asked, briefly removing the phone from her ear to check the caller ID before returning it to her ear.

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“I don’t have your number saved and this is my personal phone. So who is this?” Ann demanded haughtily, tapping her foot impatiently.

“Erm… this is Allan, Beta Allan, my Luna. Alpha Nocturne asked me to call to ascertain your whereabouts.”

“Oh…” Ann answered as the color drained from her face and Maeve sniggered in her head.?

“Ah… Alpha Nocturne has arranged the ceremony for tomorrow afternoon. By the time the ceremony is completed and appropriate celebrations have taken place for the pack, the full moon should have risen. The Pack Elders are ready and willing, and more than excited I might add, to welcome you into your position officially as Luna of the Dark Moon Pack.”

“Right…”

‘Ironic that the Luna ceremony for the Dark Moon Pack is held on the day the moon is the brightest… would have made more sense to hold it on a new moon if they were being true to their namesake.” Maeve observed as Allan began speaking again.

aren’t helping. I can’t concentrate with you interrupting,’

with a hint of impatience on the other

Ann answered distractedly without really thinking about what she was replying to as she hadn’t caught

you up shortly

friend. I’ll be finished in roughly an hour as long as she doesn’t eat anything

her last comment and Allan cleared his throat

in the meantime if you want to collect your things from your home personally

incredulously at the phone in her hand. Lexi slid into her chair and deposited four plates of various

decide, so I bought

her head into her hands and tugged at her

removed the spoon from her mouth and narrowed

“Did I miss something?”

is sending a car to collect me

intoned as she slumped backward in her chair, allowing her head to fall back and stare up at the

as she gestured wildly to the food in front of her, “Is your fault, young madam!” Ann

put in

stress I’m calling it. Sugar helps me cope. I’ll drown my sorrows in a mountain of sugar while you sit and watch me eat to death.” She grumbled as she spooned another heap of cream cake into

snorted as a commotion by the door

of her ex -fiance Brad. He was looking around furiously, scanning each face that he met and when his eyes

sake…” Ann muttered in

watched him with a feeling of trepidation building in

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