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 with herself that they transported inmates constantly to that facility, and there had never been successful attacks on the convoys

her paranoia 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

it. ‘See? Even the Elders f“k up. We need

that’s the case yet Maeve. Let’s just wait and

Well, unless it’s an a*s*sa*s*sination attempt, but seeing as how he hasn’t made a move yet I doubt

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

Maeve shrugged lightly.

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

Maeve was right even without her years of watching court politics

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

a stable throne as there was already a viable line of succession and

all, it had been something that he had been keen on

in front of a door and quickly ushered everyone inside, directing Ann to a brocade-lined, high-backed

took her seat, Bartholomew positioned himself on her left-hand side, and Adam to her right, with the

a comfortable chair that sat opposite. “Bartholomew… could

Bartholomew could answer,

came as soon as it was clear exactly what had occurred, once we had returned to our garrison. I’m already concerned

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

ahead. It would be helpful to know who you are and where exactly you are