Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

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He had briefly introduced himself as Bartholomew, one of the Senior Elders that oversaw the Enclave, before offering to escort them to a private room to receive whatever news it was that the man had brought.

“It’s not a problem, Bartholomew. If it is as important as I think it may be, then the sooner we hear what he has to say, the better.”

Bartholomew turned to look at her with an unreadable expression in his eyes, and she didn’t miss the curious look that Adam gave her either.

“Do you know what he’s here for, my Queen?” Bartholomew asked as casually as possible, but there was a definite hint of suspicion in his tone.

Ann smiled lightly and shook her head.

“I don’t know for sure, no. However, I can only pray that I’m wrong in my suspicion.”

might happen. However, she had reasoned

and trusted that the Elders knew what they were doing. After all, Ada’s baby was innocent, despite the heinous crimes that its mother and grandmother had committed, the fault did not lie

We need to be firm when it comes to handing out sentences.’ Maeve growled, instantly irritated at the possibility that both Narcissa and

Let’s just wait and see, okay?’ Ann replied gently, trying to pacify her

this. I know it and you know it. Well, unless it’s

attempts? Already?! Are you insane?! We’ve only just ascended the throne!’ Ann scoffed

Maeve shrugged lightly.

long or how little we have sat on the throne. All they care about is getting rid of us and either getting their own grubby little

knew Maeve was right even without her years of watching court politics

individuals and she would be foolish to think that they wouldn’t try their luck in getting rid

heirs meant a stable throne as there was already a viable line of succession and she was sure that

been something that he had been

door and quickly ushered everyone inside, directing Ann

himself on her left-hand side, and Adam to her right, with the royal guards providing a line of defense in front of

exhausted and weary-looking guard with a tight smile, as she gestured to a comfortable chair that sat opposite. “Bartholomew… could we please arrange a

answer, the guard

your generosity, but… that can wait.” The guard rushed out with an apologetic grimace, “I came as soon as it was clear exactly what had occurred, once we had returned to our garrison. I’m already concerned that

She twisted her fingers together nervously out of sight under the table. This

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