Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 61 The Lie

Ann’s stomach seemed to tie itself in knots as they descended the stairs together and made their way into the dining room.

She had felt Adam’s tension increase as he readied himself for a confrontation with the elders… but it never materialized. The hallway and dining room were empty apart from the usual Omega’s scurrying about.

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The tension seemed to dissipate almost immediately from Adam’s shoulders and he pulled a chair out at the dining table for Ann to sit at with a tight smile.

They hadn’t chosen to dress any differently, a*s*suming that it may @rouse suspicion if their usual styles had changed. Ann sat in a pale blue merino wool sweater with a high neck and her hair down, and Adam had stuck with his usual business suit with a high neck collar on his shirt.

They chatted lightly about their plans for the day. After all, nothing had changed in their work lives and they still had important meetings to attend to. As they talked quietly between themselves, the dining hall began to fill up with members of the Pack that had attended the morning’s training.

The majority of females eyed Ann suspiciously as they filed in, whispering behind their hands and staring pointedly at them both. Both she and Adam were aware of the subtle change in the att*itude of the Pack’s members.

They were giving off a distinctly unfriendly feeling towards Ann, and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat as Adam leaned towards her to whisper in her ear rea*s*suringly.

worry, Ann. They won’t approach you

at him with a glint in her

afraid of them, you know? I can handle myself and if, for some reason, I can’t, then Maeve will handle the rest.” She whispered back with a

Adam frowned slightly.

mate from

not merely a contracted mate. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something more was going on

couldn’t quite decide

this fake mark intensifying his feelings

a by-product of the Daemon

as he leaned back in his

communicated with him, even before the Daemon Lord’s help with the mark, he couldn’t get

okay Adam?” Ann asked, her eyes

Adam smiled lightly.

figure of an agile-looking raven-haired woman who threw malicious-looking glares towards Ann. Adam growled lightly in her direction, making

approached them, her hate -filled eyes focused intently on Ann as Adam stood slowly next to Ann, in readiness for whatever this

was going to be a pleasant

front of them, Adam stepped in front of

a deferential tilt of her head, “I would like a moment to talk with

was like silk and it made Adam’s skin

feeling away and tried to place her face,

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