Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 73 The Fake Blood

“Ada, don’t do this…” Ann said lowly through gritted teeth as she held Maeve’s furious attempt to take over at bay.

Ada chuckled lightly as she tipped over the potted plant on the floor near the door, and crouched next to it, shaking the ceramic pot free from the plant and examining it in her hands thoughtfully.

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“Ada…” Ann tried again, her jaw clenching p@infully, but Ada didn’t respond.

Ann watched as she positioned herself in front of the large glasswindows and threw herself against them heavily, the blinds crumpling behind her back as she let out another fake scream that was so convincing, Ann’s hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.

“Please, Ann! I know you hate me for everything that happened…I just want us to..NO!” Ada yelled suddenly before staring directly at Ann and bringing the plant pot crashing heavily down onto her head.

Ann watched the blood drip down the side of Ada’s face with an incredulous expression.

What the f*uc*k was happening?

and wails as she hit her fists and feet against the sofa and floor to imitate muffled punches,

floor with a knowing

Ann? Cat

her mouth to reply but found that she

a mild panic as she realized that

Ada’s to frame her and listen helplessly to the rising commotion of the staff members outside of her office

Is everything okay in there?” Eva’s voice drifted into Ann’s

screamed internally at the helplessness she felt at this moment as Ada

her! She’s lost her mind!” Ada begged as she yelped and wailed as if Ann was physically

to them.” The voices of Ann’s

her hand and brought it down hard across Ann’s

to do that.” Ada chuckled quietly, as she sank to

fury rippled through her as the stinging

back the tears that pricked at her eyes, not because she was sad or hurt, but because of the unbearable frustration of not being able to

at her feet as the heavy impact of the guard’s bodies against the door in an effort to open it vibrated through the

any second, Narcissa’s shrill, panicked cries could be heard over the grunts and

loudly before screaming loudly. “NO! Ann, please! Not my baby! Please! It’s

as though it would sink through the floor as Ada imitated the pure terror that a mother would feel in

lifetime. A perfectly planned and executed setup that was designed

as she sobbed and reached into her top, pulling out a clear bag filled with red fluid. She tore the corner effortlessly as she lay on her back briefly, reaching into her jeans with her hand and placing the red fluid-filled packet between her legs. “You’ll never recover from this Ann, they’ll never

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