Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

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The numbness was still preferable to the burning p@in that had coursed through her previously though.

Narcissa had returned again not long after she and Ada had removed Brad from her cell and taken him to places unknown. She swept in humming to herself pushing a table on casters in front of her, with a television screen perched on the top.

On the bottom shelf sat a tray with a few glasses and a jug of some sort of drink. Whatever it was, Ann didn’t think she would be accepting it in a hurry. Chances were that she would wind up dead with one sip if she even dared give in to her thirst.

She watched Narcissa through narrowed eyes, tracking her path across the small room, completely ignoring Ann as she did what she needed to do. When she was done, she exhaled happily, dusted her hands off on her skirts, and left the room again without so much as a backward glance at Ann.

As soon as she had shut the door behind her, Ann looked toward the screen that she had set up in front of her with a suspicious gaze and frowned.

goodness of their hearts… it was damn obvious that their hearts were

just a flutter of her awareness brushing against her own as the door opened and

let Brad go… you’ve caused him enough

think so. I think putting him out of his misery is a far more… humane option for him… don’t you?” Narcissa smirked as she flicked the television screen on

you wouldn’t understand humanity Ann… your kind isn’t capable of recognizing that

chaos that you’ve caused in

curiously and c*oc*ked

do, Ann. Not entirely. I think that all you had was a few

I wrong?” Ann spat, “A heartless,

hissed in reply. “Perhaps if you look closely enough

is irrelevant. Nothing is deserving of..” “You know nothing, Ann. NOTHING.” Narcissa roared suddenly as she raked her nails across Ann’s face,

in excitement. If she could just keep

with the marks that had appeared on Ann’s face and ran her fingers along them, almost

has been… so much work completely derailed..”

and turning to Ann with a smirk playing at the corners of

as much as possible whilst you watch the little show that’s about to start.” Narcissa crooned as she moved the table a little closer and began to

again…watching your tears fall … oh Ann… it will be exquisite,” Narcissa whispered in an almost

urge to turn and glare fiercely at Narcissa. That was what she wanted, the reaction,