Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate By A E Randell Chapter 85

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 85 Not a Crybaby

Ann allowed herself to cry for only a few moments. Ultimately, her father didn’t

deserve her tears. She grieved for her mother and the life that she had never had with

her, and the happy childhood that was wrenched from her so

There was no doubt in Ann’s mind that she would eventually avenge her mother’s

death, but eventually wasn’t now, and she was impatient for justice.

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Narcissa and Ada deserved to answer for the crimes that they were suspected of, but

she needed solid proof, and as hard as Lexi and her father were searching for

answers, so far their search had reached dead ends.

Reluctantly, she removed herself from the comforting safety of Adam’s arms and

wondered briefly when she had become so reliant on him in her life.

His eyes desperately tried to search hers as she pulled away, but she averted her

gaze. The disappointment and hurt on his face was simply too much for Ann to bear.

She knew that she should have been stronger, she shouldn’t have cried over the

events that were unfolding, after all, she had already seen this coming.

The last thing she wanted was for Adam to be disappointed in her… especially after

he had been so thoughtful in securing a workspace for her…

‘Don’t be ridiculous. He’s not mad at you, Ann. Why the hell would he be mad?!’

Maeve snorted incredulously. ‘Because crying is a weakness that a Luna cannot

afford.’ Ann whined miserably.

‘Oh shut up, Ann. Stop wallowing in self-pity. Crying makes you human and as much

as your softheartedness pisses me off at times, you are the perfect other half of my

soul. Together, we make a perfectly rounded whole.’ Maeve snapped half-heartedly

before sighing deeply.

‘Look, I’m probably going to regret saying this but… you are the perfect squishiness,

to my bolshy aggressiveness Ann… we complement each other.’ Maeve mumbled

reluctantly, i

Ann was lost for words momentarily and she could feel Maeve’s regret instantly as

soon as she had said it. Ann suppressed a giggle as she tried to process Maeve’s

attempt at revealing a less crude side to her personality. ‘Did… did you just call me

squishy?’ Ann snorted gleefully, her low mood dissipating quickly.

‘Oh f*uc*k off, Ann. I was trying to console you… I feel your too you know and its

f*uc*king uncomfortable. If you’d prefer the glorious original version of myself then you

shall have it gladly…’ Maeve grumbled as she cleared her throat.

‘Are you ready?’ Maeve snorted.

‘I’m all ears…’ Ann quipped.

‘Okay… fine… you had your chance to back out.’ Maeve sighed, taking a deep breath.

‘Stop whining like a little baby, Ann, nobody likes a crybaby. Adam isn’t angry or

disappointed or any of those petty emotions you think about relentlessly. He’s angry at

himself because he can’t fix it for you. Alpha’s don’t like being helpless.’ Maeve

answered snarkily.

‘Ouch… I’m not a crybaby…’

‘You were warned. Now… woman up and sort yourself out. You’re making me queasy.

Let Adam get all handsy again to take your mind off it or something…’ Maeve

muttered as she slunk away moodily.

‘That’s the last time I try to play nicely… ungrateful human…’ she muttered angrily to

herself before curling up in the corner sulkily.

“Ann, look at me, please..”

She was snapped out of her inner dialogue with Maeve by Adam’s gentle voice, and

she smiled up at him softly, reaching a hand out to run her fingers through his hair.

“Sorry… Maeve was… telling me off. I thought you were disappointed with me for

giving in to my emotions…” “What? No! I would never…” Adam protested loudly with

an indignant look of horror on his face.

“I know… don’t worry. I guess I got wrapped up in my emotions too deeply. Maeve

pulled me out pretty quickly though. I’m sorry about that.” Ann apologized quickly.

Even though she knew that she didn’t have to apologize, she knew that she would feel

better if she did. Adam deserved better than all of this drama, yet he still stood by her

unfalteringly.

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known for his quiet manner of speaking, and…well…it seems that he has only gotten

worse with age.” Adam chuckled humourlessly before exhaling heavily.

“So, we managed to avoid one treacherous Elder Council at my pack, only to wind up

in front of another at your father’s behest. How do you want to play this?”

Ann pursed her lips grimly as she debated her options. “I mean, Maeve’s go-to option

for ripping them to pieces won’t go down too well with the public I think…” Ann

answered finally with the barest hint of a smile on her lips as Adam chuckled darkly.

“I’m all for that you know. Together, we could be the kingdom’s most hated Alpha and

Luna.”

“I mean… you already have that t*itle, Mr.Ruthless.” Ann teased.

“Hey… how else was I supposed to survive as a young Alpha at the head of the

Pack? It would have been taken from me in seconds if I dared to show mercy to those

that would happily rip me apart and leave me for the crows.”

Ann rolled her eyes at his sullen face.

“I was teasing…” she said before she was rudely interrupted by him suddenly

grabbing hold of her firmly and slamming her back against the wall.

Ann’s breath caught in her throat at the smoldering heat in his eyes as he leaned over

her and the playful smirk on his face as he lowered his head and hovered his lips

millimeters away from hers.

She felt his hand find its way under her shirt and travel slowly upwards as his teasing

grin widened.

This man was going to be the death of her. Every move that he made sent her heart

into a frenzy and the slightest touch of his skin against hers had the fire in her belly

ignited and her whole body ready to beg for his attention.

“And so was I… I am ruthless… and you love it when I am, Ann… don’t pretend that

you don’t…” he murmured softly as his fingers found her n*pple and he squeezed it

gently, drawing a whimper from her lips.

“I can feel your desire in your gaze and I can smell your l*st when I take command of

a situation… is that what you want? Is that what turns you on?” He murmured softly.

For the second time that day, as Ann felt herself teetering on the edge of giving in to

what they clearly both wanted, her phone rang.

“Are you f*uc*king kidding me?” Adam growled, his eyes flashing in irritation as Ann

reached for her phone sheepishly.

Adam exhaled loudly and stepped away from her, hastily readjusting himself as he did

so.

“c*oc*k blocked by that damn phone again…” he grumbled angrily under his breath as

he side-eyed Ann a little resentfully.

“I can’t not take this Adam, I’m sorry… it’s Eva.” Ann apologized quickly as she picked

up the call.

“Oh my goddess, FINALLY!” Eva exclaimed on the other end of the phone.

“What’s wrong Is everything okay?”

“It’s more than Okay, Ann. You’re not going to believe this… I found something that

can prove definitively that you didn’t attack Ada.”