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?

she hit her fists and feet against the sofa and floor to imitate muffled punches, Ann found herself unable to move. Even

from the floor with a knowing

Cat got

to open her mouth to reply but

heart began to race in a mild panic as she realized

watch this ridiculous attempt of Ada’s to frame her and listen helplessly to the rising commotion of the staff members outside

Veritas! Is everything okay in there?” Eva’s voice drifted

she screamed internally at the helplessness she felt

her! She’s lost her mind!” Ada begged as

Eva. We’ll get in to them.” The voices of Ann’s security team rose above Ada’s wailing as the door

yawned and stretched as she stood and sauntered over to Ann, smirking as she lifted her hand and brought it down hard

as she

stinging p@in of the

she was sad or hurt, but because of the unbearable frustration of not being able to react either verbally or

loudly at her feet as the heavy impact of the guard’s bodies against the door in

about to gain entrance at any second, Narcissa’s shrill, panicked cries could

Ann, please! Not my baby! Please! It’s

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

A perfectly planned and executed setup that was designed to frame Ann

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

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