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 as she

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

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

show it, but she grieved for the loss of Octavius too. She had loved him deeply and he was an innocent casualty in all of this mess. Maeve

clutching his hands to his chest, Eva appeared at the doorway, with

Maeve warily as she stared sternly

you 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

curtly and moved

the bruising

did your best and I am thankful. I will not show mercy to those that injure my family Eva, and you, are as good as one of my own. Take the rest

Eva began to protest but stopped immediately at the fury

appreciate it if you would arrange a ride for us back to our new home … the number is in Ann’s phone. You’ll want to call Adam

her a steely glare and Eva swallowed

note to ask Ann about the startling turn of events when she next got

as she seated Ann’s body in the chair that she loved so

she had to do was wait for Ann to recover and hand control back. She

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 diplomacy and tact Maeve. You don’t always need to fight your way

solution. I enjoy it. The adrenaline makes