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.

continued trying to coax Ann into seeing them privately.

we didn’t always get along, but I paid attention to everything you liked as we grew

as

of ploy to cause chaos for you again,

if

indignation as a wave

right now? After everything that’s happened so far, and your suspicions about them… you’re STILL going to

I hold suspicions about them. All they 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

you lost your mind?! No. I think you should let me take over and attack them both. Finish this once and for all. There will be nothing left of

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

completely then her father would be completely at the mercy of their schemes and at least for now, if anything untoward happened, she at least had access to the castle, enabling her

poison, as was Ada, but for some reason, Ann had the

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

lot cleverer with her manipulation than her

way to overcome it.

to get through to you. If nothing else at least I’ll have the satisfaction of listening to her

same wide-eyed innocent and pleading expression that had gotten her everything that she had wanted

drifted downwards and the slight bump of the growing child in her stomach