Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

Chapter 85

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.

your softheartedness pisses me off at times, you are the perfect other half of my soul. Together, we

saying this but… you are the perfect squishiness, to my bolshy aggressiveness Ann… we

Maeve’s regret instantly as soon as she had said it. Ann suppressed a giggle as she tried to process Maeve’s attempt

your p@in too you know and its f*uc*king uncomfortable. If you’d prefer the glorious original version of myself then you shall have it gladly…’ Maeve

you ready?’ Maeve

all ears…’

a crybaby. Adam isn’t angry or disappointed or any of those petty emotions you think about relentlessly. He’s angry at himself because he can’t fix it for you.

not a

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

I try to play nicely… ungrateful human…’ she muttered angrily to herself before curling up in the

at

out to run her fingers through his hair. “Sorry… Maeve was… telling me off. I thought you were disappointed with me for giving in to my emotions…” “What? No! I would never…” Adam

got wrapped up in my emotions too deeply. Maeve pulled me out pretty quickly though. I’m sorry about

she knew that she didn’t have to apologize, she knew that she would feel better if she

I didn’t mean to but your father isn’t well known for his quiet manner of speaking,

Council at my pack, only to wind up in front of another at your father’s behest. How

pursed her lips grimly as she debated her options. “I mean, Maeve’s go-to option for ripping them to pieces won’t go down too well with the public I

you know. Together, we could

mean… you already have that

at the head of the Pack? It would have been taken from

her eyes at his sullen

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