Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

Chapter 249

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 249 Fate was Indeed a Cruel Mistress

TW: Non-con S/A, death.

A sound from somewhere in the darkness of her bedroom woke Aoife with a start. Her heart raced as she lay frozen in her bed, wondering if she had simply dreamed the noise, or if there truly was someone in the room with her.

She had always been a light sleeper and it had never bothered her before, being used to Felix’s gentle snoring waking her occasionally, but this? This was different.

The faintest sound of some sort of material moving against itself pricked at her ears as she turned her head towards the sound. As soon as she did so a dark chuckle seemed to cut through the darkness a little too close to her head for her liking.

She opened her mouth to cry out, but a hand clamped down over it before she could even take a breath.

“Hello Ann…” the voice murmured chillingly as Aoife froze.

Whoever this was clearly had the wrong room if they were under the impression that she was Ann.

“I must say, I’m surprised to see you recovered this well so soon. I felt sure that the amount of poison we slipped you was more than enough to kill you,” The male voice paused as the person sighed dramatically, “Ah well, it can’t be helped. I guess it’s a lesson learned.”

She felt the hot tickle of his breath against her cheek as his face drew level with her own.

voice continued undaunted, “If I had my way, I’d make sure you

pleased, squeezing painfully as she cried out against his hand, the

built like the others, she was just a

the man seemed to enjoy it. His chuckle became darker as her panic rose, her eyes wide with fear as Aoife realized that she probably wasn’t going to get out of this

he had gotten the wrong mark, he would still kill her anyway, just to secure

this the part

friendship that will be remembered and honored through the

truly destined to die in order for Ann to

as her heart

indeed a

from this was that when Felix found out who had done this to her, he would ensure

ran his hands under her pyjama top and allowed them to roam

pathetic Beta, I’ll take great satisfaction in the knowledge that you’ll be watching him crumble

shut as his hand slipped further downwards

them to him, the f*****g half-blooded b*itch.” He hissed furiously as he forced his f*ingers inside of her, causing a muffled sob to spill from behind his hand that remained tightly clamped over her

him that it was almost euphoric and he drank the sight

afterlife, make sure you tell him how Jasper

the tendrils of fear began to break through the facade of calm

until he grew bored and with a loud sigh, removed his hand from inside of her, wiping it off on

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