Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate

Ann’s father, the Alpha King stepped forward hurriedly and pushed her arm aside angrily. The words he whispered furiously were heard by everyone, despite his intentions. “Control yourself, Ada! Now is not the time!” Accusatory eyes swiveled between Ann and the group on the dais, already everyone was quickly forming their own opinions and the…

I meant what I said when I promised to take everything from you.” She spat before stomping away again. Ann watched her warily. She was fully prepared for the fact that her invite here today would most likely be in order to embarrass her publicly. Now, with that plan seemingly going so badly, she would…

Realizing that they were probably to blame for whatever this was… she let go of the last thread that held Maeve back. With the last thread of restraint gone Maeve pounced, springing towards them at a frightening speed, her eyes wild and her teeth bared. He knew she was going to launch herself at Ann…

“Despicable. Poor Ann.” “What kind of a father is he?!” “If he can’t care for his true daughter, then how can he care for his people?!” “Is he really fit to be our king?” The Alpha King growled loudly and the room returned to an uneasy silence, punctuated by the sound of the camera shutters…

“It’s okay, we’ll figure it out,” Adam said gently as he took hold of her hand and squeezed it reassuringly. “What about Maeve? Is there anything she remembers?” Ann grimaced again. “She was really quiet the whole night, as she’s always been when we lived there. Then all of a sudden, I was angry and…

“Oh… Alpha… I…fuck..” Adam moved one hand down her body and began to circle her throbbing nub as she bucked wildly against his touch. “Say it, princess…” As she moaned and whined pitifully against him, spasming at the delightful shivers he sent through her body she suddenly reached back and grabbed a fistful of his…

She’s a hybrid with a unique parentage that might actually be able to help us out with this.” Adam was quiet for a little while before he grunted. “Okay. What sort of hybrid?” “Well, witch and Daemon,” Ann said as she watched Adam grip the steering wheel tightly. “You’re right, I don’t like where this…

There was no card or anything attached to the boxes so she had no idea where they had appeared from. Ann sat slowly and stared at them for a long time before Maeve’s taunting became too much and she leaned forward with a sigh and opened the first box. She gasped as the light reflected…

Ann smiled as he entered and stifled a chuckle at the sheepish expression on his face. “Everything okay?”she asked with her head cocked and a quizzical expression on her face. “I was kind of abrupt this morning. I wanted to apologize. You were trying to be helpful and I was angry with you for it.…

He warned lowly. Both Ann and Maeve were a little shocked by this. They were contracted mates, not fated. There was no cause for him to be jealous at all as they weren’t really his, to begin with. ‘Maybe he’s enjoying finally getting his leg over.’ Maeve sniggered. Anne ignored her and smiled apologetically at…