Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate By A E Randell Chapter 159

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 159 Only with You, My Alpha

The next morning with the haze of sleep still sitting over her, Ann had briefly forgotten

the events of the night before as she stretched languidly under the cloud-like duvet Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

that enveloped her completely.

As the reality of her situation intruded rudely on her blissfully unaware state, she

groaned and threw the covers off, before carefully extracting herself from under

Adam’s arm that had been lazily thrown across her stomach. “Leaving me so soon?”

Adam murmured, his voice still thick with sleep.

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“There’s too much waiting for us, my Alpha.” Ann chuckled as his eyes opened wide

suddenly and darkened as he gazed at her half-n*ake*d form perched on the edge of

the bed.

“There’s always time to squeeze in a little…” Adam protested playfully as he lunged to

catch hold of her and pull her back into the bed, but Ann cut him off with a laugh.

“Little? Adam, you know as well as I do that there’s nothing little about you, or the time

that we spend wrapped around each other.” She laughed as she quickly evaded him

and moved across towards the bathroom. “I’m sorry I fell asleep on you last night, but

we can make up for lost time tonight, hmm?”

“How about we make up for lost time in the shower?” Adam offered suggestively with

a lustful smirk. “Adam… Lexi will be here soon. I want to get a head start on whatever

it is that we’re dealing with. Later, okay?” Ann grinned as she shut the door behind her

to the sound of his grumbling.

By the time she emerged from the bathroom, he had managed to procure a steaming

hot coffee for her and she sipped at it gratefully whilst she finished getting dressed

and waited for Adam to finish in the bathroom.

As he emerged from the bathroom a knock at the door was heard and Ann made her

way to the door with her cup still clutched in her hand.

“Good Morning, your highness, We wondered if… oh! You’re already dressed…” The

pet*ite-looking Omega looked up at her with wide eyes.

“Is it a surprise that I’m able to dress myself?” Ann asked, a little confused as to why

they were expected to help with day-to-day dressing.

“Oh! Goddess no, your Highness! It’s just, well, I think all of us were used to attending

to the former King and his Consort’s every whim when they were in residence, we just

a*s*sumed…” The little Omega stammered fearfully. “I can a*s*sure you, I am nothing

like either of them.” Ann bristled immediately and then softened slightly as the mega

bowed her head quickly, visibly shaking.

Just what exactly had her father allowed Narcissa to do while they were in residence

here?

“What’s your name?” Ann asked gently.

“Coral, your Grace,” She answered quickly with a deep curtsey, “I’ve been a*s*signed

as your personal maid while you’re in residence here. I’ll a*s*sist with washing,

dressing, cleaning, fetching food and drink if you’re hungry or thirsty, running

errands…” the little Omega trailed off.

Ann frowned.

“Well, I can a*s*sure you that I’m perfectly capable of doing all of those things myself,

Coral.” Ann started but quickly stopped herself at the sight of the disappointment in

the omega’s eyes.

She had forgotten that the Enclave was still very much run on traditional, yet archaic

values. If she refused to accept Coral in her a*s*signed position, then she would be

demoted to the lowest rank within the Enclave as it would be seen as her not being

worthy of the position.

Ann sighed heavily as she looked down at her meek little figure.

Coral had probably already had a difficult time because even by Omega standards

she was tiny.

“Okay Coral, here’s what we’re going to do. I don’t need a personal ‘maid’ by the

Enclave’s standards,” Ann began as Coral’s head whipped up to look at her with eyes

brimming with fear, “but I do need someone that can act as a personal a*s*sistant

here for me.”

Coral’s face held an expression of confusion as her brows creased slightly.

“Personal a*s*sistant? But.. I don’t understand..” Coral answered nervously.

“Right now you don’t but you will. I have a lotto organize both within our company and

here at the Enclave. If you’re willing to accept a slight alteration to your duties, then I’ll

have my Personal Secretary at work come and train you in the role so you can help

me here.”

Coral stared up at Ann with an expression of disbelief as she opened and closed her

mouth soundlessly.

“Well? Do you accept the position or not?” Ann smiled gently.

“But… I mean I’d love to… but I’m really not qualified… I don’t even know where to

start!” Coral protested weakly as her cheeks flushed a bright shade of red, evidently

flustered by the offer.

“Everyone has to start somewhere Coral. I’m not a vicious person to work for, and I

make sure my staff are well taken care of. If you enjoy the position and do well, then

I’m happy to keep you on indefinitely.”

“I… I don’t know what to say, your highness. Thank you!” Coral gushed.

“Excellent. Then I’ll speak with my personal Secretary and make the necessary

arrangements. Is there anything else?”

“Oh! Well, breakfast will be served shortly, your Highness. I was to escort you to the

dining area with the royal guard once you were presentable.” She said before her face

dissolved into an expression of horror and she covered her mouth with her hands, her

eyes once more filled with fear.

“Not that you weren’t presentable before, my Queen! I merely meant that…” Ann

chuckled good-naturedly.

“I know what you meant, Coral. Don’t worry. Give me a few minutes and we’ll be ready

to go.”

“Yes, your highness,” Coral answered in embarra*s*sment as she b*oo*bed her head

and turned to wait a little way along the corridor for them.

Ann shut the door and turned back to see Adam watching her with mild amusement.

“What?” She asked defensively.

“I think it’s safe to say that you’re as soft as me when it comes to others weaker than

yourself. Do you spontaneously take everyone that you meet under your wing like

that?” He teased.

“Normally only those that I meet in a drunken state in men’s bathrooms, dear.” Ann

smirked.

“Oh is that so?” Adam frowned, “It happens that often?”

“Only with you, my Alpha.” Ann chuckled.