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.”

council had announced their removal to a containment facility, she had been concerned that something like this might happen. However, she had reasoned with herself that they transported inmates constantly

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

f“k up. We need to be firm when it comes to handing out sentences.’ Maeve growled, instantly irritated at

know if that’s the case yet Maeve. Let’s just wait and see,

unless it’s an a*s*sa*s*sination

you insane?! We’ve only just ascended the throne!’

Maeve shrugged lightly.

actually matters to the people who want us dead, how 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 hands on it or shoving some poor unsuspecting puppet

heavily. She knew Maeve was right even without her years

power-hungry individuals and she would be foolish to think that they wouldn’t try their luck in getting rid of her,

Many heirs meant a stable throne as there was already a viable line of succession and she was sure that Adam would not object

that he had been keen

a door and quickly ushered everyone inside, directing Ann to a brocade-lined, high-backed mahogany chair that sat behind a

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

as she gestured to a comfortable chair that sat opposite.

Bartholomew could answer, the guard replied

“I came as soon as it was clear exactly what had occurred, once we had

her stomach churned with anxiety. She twisted her fingers together nervously out of sight under the table. This was not news

it for afterward. Please, go ahead. It would be helpful to know