Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 173 Full of Surprises

Lexi had wandered with Greyson for a little while, making small talk as she allowed him to take the lead with the direction that they were headed.

She found herself pleasantly surprised by his ability to hold a conversation and he didn’t seem to fawn over her, nor reject her which intrigued her greatly.

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Men usually reacted in one of those two ways, and to find one who didn’t was indeed a rarity.

It did cross her mind briefly that he may indeed be hiding his true feelings about her, but there was no discernible cause to do so in her mind unless it was to try to get information out of her about Ann of course. But, he hadn’t brought her up in the conversation until now, so she was hesitant to condemn him so quickly.

“Is everything okay?” Greyson asked, stopping suddenly as he noticed her frown and his expression seemed to mirror her own as he frowned back at her in concern.

“Er, yeah? Why?” Lexi stammered defensively, a little shocked that he had even noticed.

topic of your favorite drinks, and whether or not girly c*oc*ktails were your style was anything to frown over.” He chuckled

Lexi snorted.

all depends. It’s a tricky question. It’s kinda difficult to make up my mind on which is my favorite honestly. I’m more of a whisky on the rocks kinda girl, or at a push, I’ll settle for a full-bodied red from the Bellevue’s Vinyard. c*oc*ktails don’t really do much for me other than serve as a liquid subst*itute

seriously equating c*oc*ktails to

and has probably been watered down anyway. If you’re going to commit to

and closed his mouth a couple of times in an

slowly and chuckled

expert in daemons from an argument with a complete asshat, only to end up discussing how drinking c*oc*ktails is a waste of stomach space when you could be filling that space

at him and

of my unique charm. You either love it or hate it. Allen most definitely hates it if you couldn’t

briefly as they continued

was pretty obvious, to be honest,” He winced as they made their way into a common room that offered food

She snorted as she perused the

and placed her order. When she

clearly my sense of humor is wasted on him. He’s a bitter little puppy with a stick lodged so far up his

Omega who attended the bar area passed her the drink she had ordered. “Honestly, though, I enjoy getting a reaction out of him. It’s probably more emotion than he’s

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