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

let’s just get out of here okay? Ann murmured wearily as she turned to make her way out of the cell, but her legs wobbled again and

Brad offered quietly

I’m… oh my goodness…” Ann stammered as

in his eyes and the steady beating of his heart was, for the first

his wolf rumble in contentment at their proximity and

he…’ Ann murmured

should have controlled his

though… if he was indeed under some

a betrayal any better. He’s lucky that I allow him any contact with us at all.’

was dr*a*p*ed across the table and even from this

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

intrusion turned out to be allies of Narcissa. To be honest, Ann wasn’t even

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 with the

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

last corner in the stairwell and emerged into the corridor, they came face

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

got it pretty rough, huh? Did Karma finally catch up with you?” Lexi quipped quickly as she stepped

too busy being engaged in a furious staring contest

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