Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

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It was less than ideal, but if it was spoken of outside of this room, then it would be widely known that Ann was no pushover, and would happily act before the Elders got a chance to do so.

Perhaps Maeve was right and more direct action was necessary. Her father had been a weak ruler in later years and perhaps he had allowed them a little too much freedom in dictating how things were run.

The Enclave was an ancient inst*itution that protected the Kingdom from tyrant rulers. They were never meant to make the decisions for the Kings and Queens, merely to ensure that justice was upheld and that the Royal line did not abuse its power to the detriment of the general population.

Ann calmed her raging fury and did her best to speak calmly. Though her tone was laced with a deadly undercurrent.

“I will see for myself just what exactly that b***h has cooked up this time, Bartholomew, and when we finally catch up with her, I promise you this; not a single thing will stand between Maeve and I when we come face to face with her. I fully intend to be the one ripping her throat out with our bare teeth when the time comes. Am I clear?”

loose a low warning growl from deep within Ann’s chest as Bartholomew tried to sink lower to the

Highness! I apologize for my presumptuous comment. I did not intend to dictate your course of action!” Bartholomew answered hastily, desperate to appease her and remove this painful pressure that had settled

been successfully forced to submit before in all of

could do to stop himself from prostrating himself on the floor in

extending its wings to test the air around them, no real effort or thought behind the process, just enough to get the information it needed

the best of his understanding, he could only a*s*sume that Ann was merely testing his loyalty as

and poke the former king into action, he had obviously made the mistake of

rule as a monarch should, without forcing the Senior Elders to do so in her stead, as her father had done before

It was about time.

little longer, before withdrawing it

for Greyson and his men to bring the bodies safely inside, and following that, they will be a*s*signed the finest guest quarters that we have to offer within the Enclave, Bartholomew. Do you

thin beads of sweat trickling down his forehead as

Greyson once everyone had returned to their feet,

you for your efforts, Commander Greyson. If you would like to follow Bartholomew’s instructions and lead his men to the corpses, then you and your men may retire for the

eyes were wide with shock for a moment before he

ungrateful, but…” He began hesitantly before he was unceremoniously cut

if that is not enough, then I shall make it a direct order.” Ann stated simply, her adrenaline rushing through her as Maeve preened happily that

simply nodded in defeat and saluted her with