Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 118 Regrets Don’t Make a Betrayal Any Better

Ann’s arms rippled p@infully with the vibrations as Brad sawed patiently at the bolts in the plate above her head.

Sawing through the manacles was out of the question, as they were too tight and Brad was certain that they were made of the same material as the chains. They would need the key itself to unlock those, and if it couldn’t be found, then they would have to track down the locksmith that made these.

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It was an arduous process but by the time he had finished, the plate slipped over the expandable bolts and the chains hung free.

Her legs felt a little strange from being kept in that position for such a long time and as soon as the pressure was released from her arms and her weight was distributed properly, her legs gave way.

“Goddess! Ann, I’m so sorry! I should have thought! Are you okay?” Brad fussed as he rushed over to her and carefully helped her to stand.

“I’m fine, really Brad,” Ann said quietly as she tried to push away from him, it didn’t feel right for him to be touching her, not after he had touched Ada with those same hands.

A flicker of hurt crossed his face as he understood her thought process and he steadied her before stepping back.

didn’t think…” He stammered, clearly unsure how to

here okay? Ann murmured wearily as she turned to make her way out of

let me help you…” Brad offered quietly as she swore

really… I’m… oh my goodness…” Ann stammered as her legs were lifted

held her close to his chest as he strode purposely forwards. The look in his eyes and the steady beating

their proximity and Ann couldn’t help but

doesn’t he…’ Ann murmured

controlled his human better…’ Maeve

magic though… if he was indeed

Ann. What’s done is done. Regrets don’t make a betrayal any better. He’s lucky

the motionless form of Narcissa was dr*a*p*ed across the table and even from this distance

could be heard from the stairwell in front of them, and Brad

clashes, but it didn’t look like there would be any other option if this intrusion turned out to be allies

down here? It’s been too long… what if she’s hurt…” “Relax, furball, she might have a few superficial injuries when we get there

voice drifted down the stairwell and Ann found her lips curling up involuntarily into a sneer, perfectly mimicking the way that Maeve’s

Adam and Lexi rounded the last corner in the stairwell and emerged

blinked in shock at the sight of Ann cradled against Brad’s chest as Adam’s face darkened, his thunderous aura so thick that

no see, f*uc*k boy… it looks like you got it pretty rough, huh? Did

but said nothing, he was currently far too

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