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.

this was something given to her out of the goodness of their hearts… it was damn obvious that their hearts were as black as their

begin to stir slightly inside of her, not much, just a flutter of her awareness brushing against her own as the door opened and Narcissa breezed in again, this time staring

need to let Brad go… you’ve caused him enough p@in.”

him… don’t you?” Narcissa smirked

humanity Ann… your kind isn’t

caused in this household alone and the

and c*oc*ked her

do, Ann. Not entirely. I

aren’t you? Am I wrong?”

don’t you dare pass judgment on me.” She hissed in reply. “Perhaps if you look closely enough at your own history you’ll see that your kind has committed far more atrocities than you could ever imagine.” Narcissa retorted in a

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

at the sudden attack and Ann’s heart leaped in excitement. If she

with the marks that had appeared on Ann’s face and

considering the trouble you’ve caused. You have no idea how irritating your little rivalry with Ada has been… so much work

topping it up and turning to Ann with a smirk

whilst you watch the little show that’s about to

break all over again…watching your tears fall … oh Ann… it will be exquisite,”

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