Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

Chapter 62

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 62 She is Nothing But a Glorified WH*ORE!

‘Maeve…that woman…’ Ann began hesitantly as she stared intently at the woman’s face.

‘Before you say anything else…don’t. I know exactly what you’re thinking. I feel the same way about her.’ She growled furiously in reply.

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‘Why does she make my skin crawl though? It’s as if…’

‘She makes us feel this way because she’s full of darkness, Ann. Before you ask… yes. We do know her. We have met her before.’

Ann struggled with the fury that she felt rolling from Maeve and without warning Adam’s arm reached backward and his fingers closed around her shoulder, squeezing it rea*s*suringly.

The small gesture surprised her and her heart seemed to flip. It was almost as if he could sense how she was feeling… but that was impossible… right?

‘Nothing is impossible with the Daemon Lord’s power, Ann. You wanted it to be convincing…perhaps he has made it so that everything is shared between you… including mimicking the intricacies of the bond.’ Maeve mused, the anger still clear but decidedly less intense after Adam’s touch.

to think about this development, and she was more curious still about just who this woman was, but her attention was drawn by the figure of Tomas, rapidly striding

at that crusty little prick. Who does he think he is?! How dare he

subterfuge though Maeve, we have faked

always do what is best for his Pack and his personal life is none

at the tone in her voice as she tried her best to block her violent threats toward

front of Adam and swept his eyes over him disdainfully, not even

intimidate me anymore Alpha. Not now that your lies have been revealed. Alpha or not, you cannot prevail against so many of us.”

expressionless as he stared

thought I made it clear that if you continued with this nonsense then you and those

calm but carried the promise of violence in

Ann could feel her l*stful desires towards her mate

the time, nor the place for such distracting thoughts… but she couldn’t help but bite

as he jabbed

of this posturing is futile, Adam. You know as well as I do that you haven’t marked that woman. She is nothing but

shot up and his fingers wrapped around the old

make your

no trace of fear in his

And you are no better. She bears no mark on her. She does not belong to you, nor this Pack!” Tomas ground out as he glanced towards

his eyes shining with a manic light as he gestured to the raven-haired

scene playing out in the middle of the dining hall had drawn

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