Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

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Narcissa turned slowly to face him and glowered fiercely. “Bold words for a lowly ranked guard in an office.” She sneered, “I wonder how my husband will react when he finds out about the dissent amongst the lower ranks.”

Instead of backing off, the guard snorted and narrowed his eyes, the swirling irises of his wolf visible even to Ann at the distance she was from them.

“With any luck, the Alpha King will come to his senses and get rid of the things he should have done a long time ago.” He sneered.

Narcissa visibly paled as Maeve whooped excitedly in her head and Ann couldn’t help but share in her wolf’s jubilation.

Alpha King, and talk of this could result in

want to, she had to put a stop to this before he found himself in hot water. The

enough,” Ann said sternly. “There is a time and a place for differing views to be aired in regard to the King and his family’s conduct.

sniffed haughtily and stalked forward, ushering Ada into Ann’s office and

at the guard and a warm smile. He inclined his head slightly

her, bracing herself for the onslaught that she was sure

on the sofa and Ada held the handle of the basket tightly,

her seat behind her desk as she leaned

despite me making clear to you yesterday that

whose face remained impassive before standing

with you sister…” She said quietly as Ann raised

could stop herself, she

weren’t ever rightfully yours, and then question the validity of my bond with my goddess-blessed second-chance mate in a public interview and in your delusional little world, you both think that a basket of sweeties and cakes will somehow

looked back at Narcissa for rea*s*surance, but Narcissa’s face was impassive as she stood

thin things through fully before she

aback, and the look of hurt that flashed across Ada’s face seemed

fully aware that our relationship has always been strained Ann, and I understand your hatred toward me, I really do. However, I’d like to put it behind us at least. For your father’s sake

of events, and although she could sense the waves of hatred rolling off Ada towards her, Narcissa seemed