Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 85 Not a Crybaby

Ann allowed herself to cry for only a few moments. Ultimately, her father didn’t deserve her tears. She grieved for her mother and the life that she had never had with her, and the happy childhood that was wrenched from her so p@infully.

There was no doubt in Ann’s mind that she would eventually avenge her mother’s death, but eventually wasn’t now, and she was impatient for justice.

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Narcissa and Ada deserved to answer for the crimes that they were suspected of, but she needed solid proof, and as hard as Lexi and her father were searching for answers, so far their search had reached dead ends.

Reluctantly, she removed herself from the comforting safety of Adam’s arms and wondered briefly when she had become so reliant on him in her life.

His eyes desperately tried to search hers as she pulled away, but she averted her gaze. The disappointment and hurt on his face was simply too much for Ann to bear.

She knew that she should have been stronger, she shouldn’t have cried over the events that were unfolding, after all, she had already seen this coming.

The last thing she wanted was for Adam to be disappointed in her… especially after he had been so thoughtful in securing a workspace for her…

‘Don’t be ridiculous. He’s not mad at you, Ann. Why the hell would he be mad?!’ Maeve snorted incredulously. ‘Because crying is a weakness that a Luna cannot afford.’ Ann whined miserably.

at times, you are the perfect other half of my soul. Together, we make

perfect squishiness, to my bolshy aggressiveness Ann… we complement each

as she had said it. Ann suppressed a giggle as she tried to process Maeve’s attempt at revealing a less crude side to her personality. ‘Did… did you just call me squishy?’ Ann snorted gleefully, her low

and its f*uc*king uncomfortable. If you’d prefer the glorious original version of

you ready?’ Maeve

ears…’ Ann

Maeve sighed, taking a deep breath. ‘Stop whining like a little baby, Ann, nobody likes a crybaby. Adam isn’t angry or disappointed or any of those petty emotions you think about

not a

up and sort yourself out. You’re making me queasy. Let Adam get all handsy

to play nicely… ungrateful human…’ she muttered

at me,

reaching a hand out to run her fingers through his hair. “Sorry… Maeve was… telling me off. I thought you were

wrapped up in my emotions too deeply. Maeve pulled me out pretty quickly though.

would feel better if she did. Adam

quiet manner of speaking, and…well…it seems that he has only gotten worse with age.” Adam chuckled

to wind up in front of another at your father’s behest.

pieces won’t go down too well

all for that you know. Together, we could be the kingdom’s most hated

you already have that t*itle, Mr.Ruthless.”

how else was I supposed to survive as a young Alpha at the head of the Pack? It would have been taken from me in seconds if I dared to show mercy to those that would happily rip me apart and

eyes at his

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