Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

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‘So much for a drama-free day.’ Maeve snorted sarcastically.

Ann stood at the office door with a blank expression on her face as she watched the chaos in front of her with mild amusement.

Narcissa was being manhandled by the guards that Adam had put in place, completely preventing her from proceeding down the corridor as Ada watched with wide eyes and an expression of frustration written all over her face as she hovered helplessly in the background.

Suddenly her eyes flicked up and locked with Ann’s and her face morphed into a simpering, pitiful-looking expression as she reached her arms out towards her, holding up a large basket in her direction.

“Please, Ann, I just want to make amends. Look, I brought a peace offering.” She said as she lifted the cloth covering the top of the basket and tilted it slightly so that Ann could see the contents.

beamed hopefully at her as she continued trying

always get along, but I paid attention to everything you liked as we grew up together. Please, Ann… just give me

wrinkled slightly as

going to be some sort of ploy to cause chaos

if it

indignation as a wave of incredulity at Ann’s naivety swept over

that’s happened so far, and your suspicions about them… you’re STILL going to put yourself at

know is that I’m still hurt and angry about Ada’s betrayal, but how else am I going to be able to gather information if I shut them

them both. Finish this once and for all. There will be nothing left of either of them by the time I’m done.’ Maeve roared furiously, causing Ann to visibly

She knew this was probably another trap they were trying to set her up in, but how else was she going to

at the mercy of their schemes and at least for now, if anything untoward happened, she at least

reason, Ann had the feeling that Ada wasn’t as skilled with her

Narcissa felt about her, and as miserable as her childhood had been, she hadn’t physically harmed Ann, when she

lot cleverer with

overcome it. But for now, it’s better that they continue thinking of me as the clueless and pathetically forgiving person that I used to

imbecile, Ann, I think you’re making the wrong decision. As soon as this is over, I demand you call Lexi. At least she might be able to get through to you. If nothing else at least I’ll have the satisfaction of listening to her tear s*tri*ps off you.’

innocent and pleading expression that had gotten

bump of the growing child in