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.

the voice continued undaunted, “If I had my way, I’d make sure you were kept alive somewhere that I could

and moved as it pleased, squeezing painfully

herself from his grip, but she wasn’t built like the others, she was just a magick user, with proficiency in healing and protective

to enjoy it. His chuckle became darker as her panic rose, her eyes wide

intended target, she wasn’t stupid. If he knew he had gotten the wrong mark, he

to settle over her. Was this the part

friendship that will be remembered and honored

she truly destined to die in order

silently as her heart

was indeed a cruel

this to her, he would ensure that their death was as slow and

in her ear as he ran

When I send your mate to join you, as well as his pathetic Beta, I’ll take great satisfaction in the knowledge that you’ll be watching him crumble once the realization sets in that the

hand slipped further downwards into areas that only Felix

his mate’s eyes from her skull and feed 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

euphoric and he drank the sight of her struggling form in, burning it into his memory to recall

who I am, Ann, but when Adam joins you in the afterlife, make sure

voice as the tendrils of fear began to break through the

removed his hand from

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