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.”

that the 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

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

that Narcissa had been sent along with her daughter though, yet had simply accepted it. ‘See? Even the Elders f“k up. We need to

the case yet Maeve. Let’s just wait and see, okay?’ Ann replied gently,

an intrusion like this. I know it and you know it. Well, unless it’s an a*s*sa*s*sination attempt, but seeing as how he

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

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 hands on it or shoving

sighed heavily. She knew Maeve was right even without her years of watching court politics

throne brought a whole host of problems in itself from power-hungry individuals and she would be foolish to think that they wouldn’t try their luck

to rectify as quickly as possible. Many heirs meant a stable throne as there was already a viable line of succession and she

been something that he had been keen on

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

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

comfortable chair that sat opposite. “Bartholomew… could we please arrange a drink and some food for this

Bartholomew could answer, the guard replied

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

nodded benignly as her stomach churned with anxiety. She twisted her fingers together nervously out of sight under the table. This was

afterward. Please, go ahead. It would be helpful to know who you