Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 13 As You Wish, Princess

“Or perhaps I came at the perfect time.” It continued with a hint of amusement.

Ann’s eyes widened. She recognized that voice! Of all the times he could have arrived, Alpha Nocturne chose now.

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“I don’t know who the f*uc*k you think you are but this has nothing to do with you so back off!” Brad snarled as he slowly turned around.

Ann heard an excited squeal and as she glanced across at Lexi, she noticed that she wore an expression of delighted horror as she stared expectantly at the two males in front of her.

Ann wished the ground would swallow her whole where she stood as she turned with morbid interest to see where how this would play out.

Adam stood his ground, staring impassively at Brad’s shaking figure as it turned to face him. A wry smile found its way onto his face as Brad locked eyes with him and froze.

“What… this has nothing to do with you Alpha Nocturne. It’s simply a spat between two mates, that’s all. It’s nothing serious.” Brad offered, the tremor in his voice giving his nervousness away.

Lexi sniggered.

“Don’t lie, Brad. Ann rejected you, for sticking your d*ic*k in her sister and getting her pregnant.” She grinned, her eyes flashing wickedly as she spoke.

his pockets. He c*oc*ked his head and dragged his eyes over Brad’s

young Alpha’s conduct themselves these days?” He questioned with a raised

excitedly and Ann felt

dare,

him, Maeve… he doesn’t need to be kicked when he’s

such little regard for your own when he was f*uc*king

scowled. She didn’t agree with Maeve on this and as Brad began to respond she stepped between them

please. There are things better left unsaid in public spaces. This shouldn’t have happened here.” Ann interrupted calmly,

minutes as he stared at her speculatively, an unreadable expression on his face before finally,

he lifted his eyes

immediately and she shifted

each other?” Brad asked through narrowed eyes, as

nothing about this arrangement with Alpha Nocturne to anyone. It would be better if he handled any questions. That way, only the information that he wanted people to know

gossip of the tabloids for a little while longer. Whoever said all press was good press was sorely

hold of Ann’s hand and pulled her to his side, spinning her slightly as he did so. She collided clumsily with his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around her,

darken. He looked like he was about to commit murder. “We were recently acquainted, yes,”

gaze was focused intently on the spot where Adam had his large hand rested. His fingers curled comfortably

ground out slowly, his lips

on the surface of his eyes, and she could only imagine the emotions that he was going through. This was not

grip around her,

you, Brad. I think you’ll find Ann can do

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