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.

had my way, I’d make sure you were kept alive somewhere

a hand landed unexpectedly on her chest and moved as it pleased, squeezing painfully as she

grip, but she wasn’t built like the others, she

she struggled, the more 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

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

to settle over her. Was this the part of the

will be remembered

she truly destined to die in order

silently as her heart

was indeed

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

ear as he ran his hands under her

When I send your mate to join you, as well as his pathetic Beta, I’ll take great satisfaction in the knowledge

shut as his hand slipped further downwards into areas that only Felix had

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

feeling inside him that it was almost euphoric and he drank the

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

to break through the facade of calm

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

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