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?

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

floor with a knowing look in

Ann? Cat got

to open her mouth to reply

a mild panic as she

and listen helplessly to the rising commotion of

okay in there?” Eva’s voice drifted

the helplessness she felt at this moment as Ada answered

begged as she yelped and wailed as

get in to them.” The voices of Ann’s security team rose above Ada’s

her hand and brought it down hard across Ann’s face, screaming as if she

to do that.” Ada chuckled quietly, as she sank to the floor and arranged herself so that she was

as the stinging p@in

the unbearable frustration of

at Ada who continued to sob loudly at her feet as the heavy impact of the guard’s bodies against the door in an effort to open

second, Narcissa’s

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

as Ada imitated the pure terror that a mother would feel in this situation so perfectly, that Ann wondered how long she had

perfectly planned and executed setup that was designed

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

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