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.’

diplomacy are tricky at the best of times, especially with the devious hearts

an expert on spotting sinister intentions,’ Maeve sniggered sarcastically. ‘Are you ever going to let that go?’ Ann replied with a little sigh as her frustration leaked into her tone. ‘Evidently not. You’re a big girl. You can take it. Own your

I know exactly which ones I need to look out for.’ Ann bit back defensively, ‘Whilst some are

them try.’ Maeve growled suddenly, as she bared her teeth. ‘Again, we can’t just go around ripping people apart. It would have been disastrous before, but now? Seriously… can you imagine the

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

heads respectfully and greeted them as they took their seats at the table in

almost immediately engaged in conversation with the Elders that sat closest to them as the dishes that had

above the hum of conversation, as people

the noise had finally quietened down he smiled broadly and spread his

are gathered here today to celebrate the grand coronation of our new Alpha Queen, Ann Nocturne, and to welcome her consort, Adam Nocturne into the lineage of our treasured Royal bloodline.” He began to a chorus of shouted greetings and

the noise to die

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

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. May this feast be blessed by the light of the moon and the unified calls of each pack that resides within our kingdom. May we continue to face down each threat with unrelenting determination, and emerge victorious in

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

People ate and drank their fill and as the day turned into the evening, the a*s*sembled nobles began to bid their

my Queen,” Adam murmured into Ann’s ear as he leaned in