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.

clearly unsure how to behave around her

wearily as she turned to make her way out of the cell, but her legs wobbled

me help you…” Brad offered

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

steady beating of his

at their proximity and

terribly, doesn’t he…’ Ann murmured quietly

controlled

the magic though… if he was indeed under some

is done. Regrets don’t make a betrayal any better. He’s lucky that I allow him any contact

paused as he glanced into a door to his right, the motionless form of Narcissa was dr*a*p*ed across the table and even from this distance it was easy to see that Brad had done some serious dame to her. She was still

the stairwell in front of them, and Brad and Ann exchanged

in any fit state to be involved in any further clashes, but it didn’t look like there would be any other option if this intrusion turned out to be allies of Narcissa. To be honest, Ann wasn’t even sure that Adam was on her

you sure it’s 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 but Maeve can handle it, even if Ann can’t. Papa is on his way as well to help

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

last corner in the stairwell and emerged

cradled against Brad’s chest as Adam’s face darkened, his

like you got it pretty rough, huh? Did Karma finally catch up with

but said nothing, he was currently far too busy being engaged

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