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.

who this woman was, but her attention was drawn by the figure of Tomas, rapidly striding across the dining hall towards

How dare he

subterfuge though Maeve, we

Pack and his personal life

the tone in her voice as she tried her best to block her violent threats toward the elders out. Maeve’s anger and indignation were infectious

over him disdainfully, not even bothering to hide the contempt he felt for him anymore as Adam

been revealed. Alpha or not,

he stared

here Tomas? I thought I made it clear that if you continued with this nonsense then you and those involved would

promise of violence in the undertone

sound excited Maeve and Ann could feel her l*stful desires towards her mate at this small display of

roll her eyes. This was neither the time, nor the place for such distracting thoughts… but she couldn’t help but bite her

rang out from Tomas’s mouth as he jabbed Adam hard in his chest

haven’t marked that woman. She is nothing but a glorified WH*ORE! Forsaking

shot up and his fingers wrapped

that again old man and I promise I will make your death as slow and

was unmoved. There was no trace of fear in his eyes as he

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

moment, he looked certifiably insane, his eyes shining with

middle of the dining hall had drawn a huge crowd of

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