Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

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The Royal Table sat at the far back of the room, elevated slightly above the others on a beautifully sculpted dais. Two ornate chairs, crafted in Silver and decorated expertly with reliefs of the Moon Goddess and her first children sculpted into the metalwork, sat central to the table, flanked on either side by additional chairs for the most senior of the Royal Enclave.

As Ann and Adam passed the many faces of the wide array of dignitaries a*s*sembled in the banquet hall, they held their heads high as the surrounding shifters bowed their heads or bared their necks as a sign of respect to the passing couple.

‘Oh look how respected we are already!’ Maeve preened proudly as she fought the urge to extend her dominance just a little, ‘Clearly, they appreciate that we are a magnificent fit for the throne.’

‘Not all of these faces are friendly though. Politics and diplomacy are tricky at

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understanding and spotting things outside of the palace but I have, however, been around diplomats and politicians since a young age and I know exactly which ones I need to look out for.’ Ann bit back defensively, ‘Whilst some are happy to work on a mutually beneficial relationship, there is still a good amount that will only look out for their own interests, or will

can’t just go around ripping people apart. It would have been disastrous before, but

go away,” Maeve snorted jokingly with a wicked glint in her eye, although Ann wasn’t quite sure if she was

them as they took their seats at the table in the central position, with the steward directing people that

the Elders that sat closest to them as

I could have your attention please!” The steward’s voice called out above the hum of conversation, as people slowly turned their

he smiled broadly and spread his arms

Adam Nocturne into the lineage of our treasured Royal bloodline.” He began to a chorus of shouted greetings and

for the noise to die down

kingdom to new heights. It is a special occasion indeed, for it is said that every coronation marks the beginning of a new era and what is even more extraordinary and exceptional,

in mind, I propose the first toast of the evening! As we raise our glasses in honor of our rulers, let us not forget the ancient tales of kingdoms ruled by werewolves and the hardships that we have already faced, and the dire threats that we overcame. For tonight, we celebrate not only the triumphs of our human natures, but also those of the noble beasts that dwell within our hearts.

shouts echoing the sentiments of the steward rippled through the room as Ann and Adam raised their glasses towards

turned into the evening, the a*s*sembled nobles began to bid

for the night too, my Queen,” Adam murmured into Ann’s ear as he leaned