Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

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Maeve stared intently into his eyes and he shrank back as far as he could. Maeve was dangerous and he knew it. “How was it? Did you enjoy a taste of your own medicine? The soul-shattering p@in as your fated comes undone at the hands of another is excruciating isn’t it?”

Brad nodded weakly, his eyes filling with tears as he clenched his jaw p@infully.

From what Maeve could make out, his wolf had turned his back on him and refused to share in his p@in, and withheld the ability that would enable him to heal quickly. She smiled sadly at the last show of camaraderie between her and her former fated.

Maeve stroked Brad’s head and shushed him, her face so close to his, that he could feel her gentle exhalations as her bewitching scent filled his very being.

“Don’t you want this p@in to end?” Maeve coaxed gently, “Because I can a*s*sure you that I will encourage Ann to take every opportunity to bear pups with the strongest alpha that we can find. It will never be you… you are not worthy of either one of us..”

at her wide-eyed

go… accept our rejection. For what it’s worth Octavius… I wish that things had been different. You’re a strong wolf, but you

tears and p@in of his wolf were released in a mournful

had loved him deeply and he was an innocent casualty in all of this mess.

Brad collapsed on the floor, sobbing helplessly and clutching his hands to his chest, Eva

warily as she stared sternly back at

for your failure in your postings, but you should know that he almost k*il*led Ann. I took control before she lost consciousness completely, but she is still not yet fully awake. Get this waste of space out of my sight and if anything like this ever happens

nodded curtly and moved quickly to drag him

sorry,” Eva murmured weakly, the bruising to her face already starting

those that injure my family Eva,

stopped immediately at the fury in

arrange a ride for us back to our new home … the number is in Ann’s

shot her a steely glare and Eva swallowed

she nodded meekly, making a mental note to ask Ann about the startling turn of events

as she seated Ann’s body in the chair

wait for Ann to recover and hand control back. She was curious just how much of this Ann

Maeve had retreated back to her haven and was currently sitting, preening smugly at how effortlessly she had handled obtaining Brad’s acceptance of their rejection. ‘I still think it could have been handled with a little more

don’t always need to fight your way to a solution. I enjoy it. The adrenaline makes me feel