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.

likely that 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 souls, and this left her wondering what

her own as the door opened and Narcissa breezed in again, this time staring at Ann with a malicious glint in her eyes, her

you’ve caused him enough p@in.” Ann hissed, her anger simmering under

I? I don’t 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 and turned to face Ann with a flicker of barely suppressed rage smoldering in her

your kind isn’t

humourlessly, “The chaos that you’ve caused in this

and c*oc*ked her

her eyes glittering with amusement. “I don’t think you do, Ann. Not entirely. I think that all you had was a few suspicions and you’ve put them together to

a dark witch aren’t you? Am I wrong?” Ann

She hissed in reply. “Perhaps if you look closely enough at your own

Narcissa roared suddenly as she raked her nails across Ann’s face, leaving angry red welts across the surface of her

excitement. If she could

appeared on Ann’s face and ran her

have no idea how irritating your little rivalry with Ada has been… so much work completely derailed..” Narcissa sighed theatrically as she whirled around and practically skipped across to the table with the screen on, bending

turning to Ann with a smirk playing at

suffer as much as possible whilst you watch the little show that’s about to start.” Narcissa crooned

tears fall … oh Ann…

clenched her jaw as she tried desperately to resist the urge to turn and glare fiercely at Narcissa. That was what she