Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 08 She Is Pregnant

Ann’s eyes were ablaze with a fury that she hadn’t known she was capable of and she snarled menacingly, her tone conveying her deadly intent clearly.

“You’ve pushed me too far this time, Ada. You’re welcome to the bastard. Keep him, ride him to your heart’s desire, pop out as many pups as you can for him, and live happily. While you do so… NEVER darken my door or speak to me again, do you understand me?”

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Ada nodded furiously, rapidly turning a frightening shade of purple as she clawed desperately at Ann’s arm. “If I EVER hear of my father being mistreated or he meets an untimely demise, know that I will return here with a fury that you have never seen before and I will annihilate both you and your mother. Do I make myself clear?” Ann roared.

Ada nodded furiously again her eyes beginning to roll up into her skull and her attempts to wrestle Ann’s arm from its position on her neck became weaker.

With a snort, Ann released Ada roughly and with a final look of contempt over her shoulder made her way to the front door.

“What is the meaning of this?!” Her father’s voice shouted angrily from behind her and Narcissa’s terrified shrieks sounded as she fussed over Ada from the position she had slumped in.

Ann paused and turned slowly to face her father.

marrying Brad today,

“You can’t just

child.” Ann retorted coolly, cutting her

an ironic smile to play at the edges of Ann’s lips. That was probably

you see, father, I’m stepping aside and allowing Ann to take my place in

the alliance…”

but, considering both his and Ada’s dishonest nature evidenced by their actions, and his treatment of his fated mate… I doubt the council of

smiled bitterly as she turned to face

may be back to collect my things,

sound of her father’s protests and

her fierce exterior and anger dissolved. Ann’s face crumpled as the grief she felt at the loss of her future and her family crashed over her in a wave of sadness

the roads on a whim and driving out of the

cried all that she had wanted to and the further she got from the place she called home, the better she felt. She glanced to

had managed to crack the screen when she had thrown it at the wall. She rolled her eyes at herself

were you

went to

timing for you to do that.’

there was no face ripping or limb removing for me to help with, and the Bellevue Witches

bout drinking Maeve, clearly, neither of us can handle

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