Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

Chapter 283 Remnants of the Daemor Wars

Bartholomew was mid discussion with Adam and the Enclave’s Commander of the guard when his office phone rang.

He stared at it in bemusement and exhaled a short laugh.

“I rarely get calls directed here…” He mused as he reached for the receiver.

The Enclave’s commander grunted in annoyance and threw himself down on the chair, resuming the animated discussion with Adam regarding the reinforcements due to leave in less than an hour’s time. “Oh! Lord Brarthroroz!”

Bartholomew exclaimed as Adam’s head turned violently towards him and he focused his attention on the conversation.

“Yes, Yes I can do that. Let me call you back, I just need a few minutes to check the records. I’m sure I have it in here somewhere.” Bartholomew’s face took on a thoughtful expression as he said goodbye, hung up and made his way over to the bookcase.

Adam and the Commander exchanged a look, and as no explanation was forthcoming, Adam cleared his throat loudly and looked towards Bartholomew expectantly.

But Bartholomew paid him no mind as he browsed the shelves with a deep frown until finally, his face lit up and he pulled a book from the shelves, scurrying back to his desk with it and rifling through his drawers as he took his seat.

“Do you want to tell us what that was about?” Adam asked curiously as he leaned onto Bartholomew’s desk.

out what looked like a leather book

confusion, his h*ands resting on both books, before the realization suddenly

apologies. That was Lord Brarthroroz.” He

‘Oh! Lord Brarthroroz!’

peered at the commander with a mild-mannered smile on his

Bartholomew said with the same mild mannered smile, but the irritation in the lines of his face was glaringly

the commander who looked

cleared his throat,

wishes to pursue. The most recent assumption was that Eromaug and his coven had holed up inside the containment facility, having recruited the inmates to his side. However, Lord Brarthroroz seems to think that his brother will have a second, well hidden but decidedly less guarded entrance in addition

on the desk and moving to untie the leather bindings on the folder, revealing an intricately folded large, piece of paper, that he carefully

pages of the book and only had time to read the title across the top of the page before Bartholomew

of the Daemon Wars?” Adam frowned, as

map, “Lord Brarthroroz seems to be of

would he do that? Inhabit a ruin I mean. Surely defensively that wouldn’t be a feasible option.” The Commander asked, suddenly intrigued as he approached the desk

are perfectly sound. After the Daemons were repelled, explorations

logic in Lord Brarthroroz’s line of thinking and focused intently on the

is indeed a decoy, wouldn’t that mean that any of these

ability to harass Greyson and his men, keeping the pressure on them.” Adam mused as he located the old factory that Greyson and his men had