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?

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

smirked up at her from the floor with a

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to reply

to race in a mild panic as she realized that

frame her and listen helplessly to the rising commotion

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

at the helplessness she felt at this moment as Ada answered for

You have to stop her! She’s lost her mind!” Ada begged as she yelped and wailed as if Ann

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

she stood and sauntered over to Ann, smirking as she lifted her hand and brought it

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

fury rippled through her as the stinging

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

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

signaling that they were about to gain entrance at any second, Narcissa’s shrill, panicked cries could

screaming loudly. “NO! Ann, please! Not my baby! Please! It’s innocent in all of this!

terror that a mother would feel in this situation so perfectly,

of a lifetime. A perfectly planned and executed setup that was designed to frame Ann and destroy her character and integrity in

jeans with her hand and placing the red fluid-filled packet between her legs. “You’ll never recover from this Ann, they’ll never believe you. All of your staff will see this and immediately think the

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