Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate By A E Randell Chapter 115

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 115 A heartless, Soulless Witch

Ann had no idea how much time had passed since she had been brought here.

Beyond Narcissa and Ada, there didn’t seem to be any other signs of life down here.

As much as she strained to hear beyond the closed door, no sounds were forthcoming

and she ground her teeth in frustration. The silence was deafening and she had lost

all feeling in her arms now.

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The numbness was still preferable to the burning that had coursed through her

previously though.

Narcissa had returned again not long after she and Ada had removed Brad from her

cell and taken him to places unknown. She swept in humming to herself pushing a

table on casters in front of her, with a television screen perched on the top.

On the bottom shelf sat a tray with a few glasses and a jug of some sort of drink.

Whatever it was, Ann didn’t think she would be accepting it in a hurry. Chances were

that she would wind up dead with one sip if she even dared give in to her thirst.

She watched Narcissa through narrowed eyes, tracking her path across the small

room, completely ignoring Ann as she did what she needed to do. When she was

done, she exhaled happily, dusted her hands off on her skirts, and left the room again

without so much as a backward glance at Ann.

As soon as she had shut the door behind her, Ann looked toward the screen that she

had set up in front of her with a suspicious gaze and frowned.

It wasn’t likely that this was something given to her out of the goodness of their

hearts… it was damn obvious that their hearts were as black as their souls, and this

left her wondering what was to come next.

She felt Maeve begin to stir slightly inside of her, not much, just a flutter of her

awareness brushing against her own as the door opened and Narcissa breezed in

again, this time staring at Ann with a malicious glint in her eyes, her expression full of

anticipation.

“You need to let Brad go… you’ve caused him enough ” Ann hissed, her anger

simmering under the surface.

“Do I? I don’t think so. I think putting him out of his misery is a far more… humane

option for him… don’t you?” Narcissa smirked as she flicked the television screen on

and turned to face Ann with a flicker of barely suppressed rage smoldering in her

eyes.

“But you wouldn’t understand humanity Ann… your kind isn’t capable of recognizing

that sort of emotion.” Narcissa sneered.

“And you think you’re any better?” Ann laughed humourlessly, “The chaos that you’ve

caused in this household alone and the evils that you’ve committed… I know what you

are Narcissa…”

Narcissa smiled curiously and c*oc*ked her head.

“Do you now?” she chuckled, her eyes glittering with amusement. “I don’t think you

do, Ann. Not entirely. I think that all you had was a few suspicions and you’ve put

them together to make something else.”

“You’re a dark witch aren’t you? Am I wrong?” Ann spat, “A heartless, soulless

witch…”

“Oh spare me the holier-than-thou att*itude, Ann. You werewolves have done far

worse over the centuries so don’t you dare pass judgment on me.” She hissed in

reply. “Perhaps if you look closely enough at your own history you’ll see that your kind

has committed far more atrocities than you could ever imagine.” Narcissa retorted in a

dangerously low voice.

“The past is irrelevant. Nothing is deserving of..” “You know nothing, Ann. NOTHING.”

Narcissa roared suddenly as she raked her nails across Ann’s face, leaving angry red

welts across the surface of her skin. Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

Maeve stirred a little more at the sudden attack and Ann’s heart leaped in excitement.

If she could just keep her talking a little longer, there was a chance…

Narcissa appeared delighted with the marks that had appeared on Ann’s face and ran

her fingers along them, almost lovingly.

“Oh Ann, I’m going to enjoy watching your destruction …perhaps I’ll save you for my

lord…. considering the trouble you’ve caused. You have no idea how irritating your

little rivalry with Ada has been… so much work completely derailed..” Narcissa sighed

theatrically as she whirled around and practically skipped across to the table with the

screen on, bending forward and grabbing a glass of the liquid below.

She took a deep gulp before topping it up and turning to Ann with a smirk playing at

the corners of her mouth.

“I’d offer you one but, you know… I would rather you suffer as much as possible whilst

you watch the little show that’s about to start.” Narcissa crooned as she moved the

table a little closer and began to pace around Ann.

“Watching your heart break all over again…watching your tears fall … oh Ann… it will

be exquisite,” Narcissa whispered in an almost reverent tone.

Ann clenched her jaw as she tried desperately to resist the urge to turn and glare

fiercely at Narcissa. That was what she wanted, the reaction, and Ann refused to give

her it.

“What are you talking about Narcissa? There’s nothing left that you could possibly do

to destroy me completely.” Ann finally answered in a voice as calm as she could

possibly make it.

Narcissa raised an eyebrow and gestured to the screen in front of them.

“Oh really? Then watch and we’ll see how true those words are…”

Ann reluctantly turned her eyes to the screen before her and snorted.

“You can laugh now, Ann, but we’ll see how long it takes for your disbelief to

evaporate.” Narcissa shrugged as she sipped at the concoction in her glass.

Ann willed herself not to roll her eyes as she turned her eyes to the screen in front of

them and frowned slightly as she realized the image on the screen in front of her was

that of Ada’s room.

Ann pursed her lips bitterly as the memories of seeing Brad with Ada on the same bed

resurfaced. She remembered the heartache, but it wasn’t anywhere near as

now.

Her stomach flipped as the door opened and Ada walked in, laughing in that devious

way of hers with her head thrown back and all smiles, as if the person she was with

was the most important person in the world.

She strode forwards confidently, grinning up at the camera briefly before turning to

look over her shoulder and say something to whoever was accompanying her.

Ann’s heart began beating wildly as her eyes landed on the figure that walked

nonchalantly through the door, pursuing Ada and approaching her with a smile and his

arms outstretched.

No.

She couldn’t go through this again…