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.”

However, she had reasoned with herself that

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 Ada were out there

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

like this. I know it and you know it. Well, unless

attempts? Already?! Are you insane?! We’ve only just ascended

Maeve shrugged lightly.

as if it 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 into it at

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

to think that they wouldn’t try their luck in getting rid of her, especially as she had no

that she would have to rectify as quickly as possible. 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 on quite

quickly ushered everyone inside, directing Ann to a brocade-lined, high-backed

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

gestured to a comfortable chair that sat opposite. “Bartholomew… could we please arrange a drink and some food for this man? He looks as though he

answer, the guard replied

The guard rushed out with an apologetic grimace, “I came as soon as it was clear exactly what had occurred, once we had returned

as her stomach churned with anxiety. She twisted her fingers together nervously out of sight under the table. This was not news that she was sure she wanted to

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