Chapter 77
Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell
Chapter 77 I Just Want Answers
Ann froze as the enormity of her father’s words hit her. “You’re seriously going to disinherit me and
remove my livelihood?” Ann whispered in horror.
Leopold smiled a cruel smile as he glared directly at Adam.
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“Let’s see how long Alpha Nocturne sticks around now that you’re no use to him anymore.” he
chuckled.
“You’re making a huge mistake,” Adam growled as he glared back at the Alpha King.
This had descended into madness far quicker than he had dared to imagine. It was true that he and the
King had never truly seen eye to eye, but as a child, he had looked up to the strong and seemingly
capable Alpha King, and for a time at least, had held him in high regard. But Ann was right, something
had changed drastically in the King. Now, he was nothing more than a middle-aged man, past his best
and seemingly teetering on the brink of madness.
Leopold laughed at Adam’s statement and grinned wickedly.
“Am I? I don’t think so. She has chosen her bed and now? Well, now she can lie in it. She’s no
daughter of mine. She should have rejected you as she did Brad. Who in their right mind would take an
unhinged Alpha rumored to have k*il*led his parents?” Leopold sneered viciously.
Adam tensed considerably as Ann gasped loudly and before she could stop her, Maeve surged forward
and pushed Ann to the back of her mind.
“I’ll happily lay in the bed of my mate, as the goddess intended.” Maeve sneered as she stalked
forwards with no fear in her golden irises as she neared the King.
Leopold visibly paled and took a hasty step back, realizing almost instantly that he was now dealing
with Maeve, and had no idea what to expect from her.
“What’s wrong father? Are you not happy to see this side of your daughter? The side that has been
suppressed for too long under your own roof?” Maeve chuckled darkly as she came face to face with
him, their noses almost touching.
Her eyes narrowed as she inhaled deeply and tried desperately to catch the scent of the wolf that she
knew had sired her, but as hard as she tried, there was nothing.
“Where is my father, Leopold? What have you done with him?” Maeve asked, her tone dangerously low
as she noticed the slight trembling that seemed to have overcome him.
“I…I don’t know what you’re talking about! He’s suppressed inside of me, as he should be..as you
should be! The human side of our nature should always maintain control!” He stammered back, not
sounding convinced of his own words.
He turned his head suddenly to the guards behind him who shifted uncertainly on the spot.
“Leave us! All of you! And shut the door!”
“But, your highness.. do you..”
“DON’T QUESTION MY AUTHORITY! GET THE f*uc*k OUT AND SHUT THE DAMN DOOR BEHIND
YOU!” Leopold roared as instantly, they scattered.
Maeve chuckled as the door closed behind them and threw her head back to stare at the ceiling as she
paced around him slowly.
“What’s the matter, ‘your highness’?” she mocked with a smile, “Do your guards not know your little
secret? Have you locked my sire away inside of you? Or has Narcissa bewitched you so completely
that you don’t even feel the loss anymore?”
‘Maeve, please! He can’t know that we know too much! It will ruin everything!’ Ann screamed furiously
inside her head.
‘I just want answers, Ann, I want to know if my sire abandoned me willingly, or if he was f0rced.’ Maeve
answered softly.
‘I know, but please, Maeve, just don’t let him know that we suspect them of dark magic…they can’t
know..’ Ann all but whispered.
“Maeve? Is Ann alright?” Adam asked hesitantly as Maeve flicked her eyes toward him and nodded
curtly. “I have questions that I want answered, my mate.” Maeve purred darkly as she flashed him a
grin.
The seductive tone of her voice stirred the wolf that ordinarily lay dormant inside of him and his sudden
interest flooded Adam with desire. He clenched his jaw in resignation as Maeve turned her back to him
and focused her attention back on Leopold.
“Now, where were we? Ah, yes. My Sire. Where is he?” Maeve continued as she circled the Alpha King
slowly.
Leopold was a mess. He swallowed nervously as his eyes darted around furtively, but he refused to
answer. “It’s okay little king. You can answer… I won’t tell a soul.”
Maeve purred dangerously.
The sound of her voice sent a shiver down Leopold’s spine.
How had he not known that his daughter’s wolf was an Alpha female? They were incredibly rare and
almost unheard of, even in royal bloodlines, but there was no mistaking Maeve’s power.
“I won’t let you talk to him.” Leopold ground out, his tone almost petulant.
Maeve sniggered.
“I didn’t ask you to. I merely wanted to know where he was..but if I make an educated guess, I can
surmise that you have no idea about his current feelings, do you? Is he lost to you, father? Does he
refuse to speak to you because of your actions?” She crooned.
Leopold was sweating profusely and had begun shaking visibly as Maeve once more stopped only
centimeters away from his face.
She dragged her eyes disdainfully over his pathetic figure and smirked as she leaned forward to
whisper in his ear.
“If my sire has deserted you, then you’re no Alpha King anymore, father. You’re simply an empty shell.”
She whispered as she straightened up and sighed heavily.
“Before I give Ann control back, understand this. My mate did not k*il*l his parents, despite what you
may have heard, and as much as I despise Ann’s soft-hearted nature, I will tell you this also. If you ever
decide that you need our help, then call her. But until the day that you take responsibility for your
actions, I will never willingly step foot back inside that gilded cage that you call home. Both I, and Ann,
are more than happy with our mate and the direction that our future is heading.”
Maeve flashed him a sardonic smile as she turned and made her way back to where Adam stood
silently.
She paused as she looked back at the King with a trace of pity in her eyes.
“It saddens me to see what you have become.” She said finally before letting go of the control that she
had taken and handing it back to Ann.