Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate By A E Randell Chapter 196

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 196 Two Supposed Mates

Lexi didn’t even know why she was crying or how long she had been crying for. All she

did know was that she was furious with herself for letting a prick like Allen get under

her skin so easily.

There was no way that he was her mate, was there? Her father had said that the

bonding between daemons and their mates was eternal. You only got one in your

lifetime and quite honestly, the thought of being bonded to Allen for the rest of her

life… the mere thought of it was driving her slowly insane.

She was so confused about her feelings for him. How was it possible to want to f“k

someone to an inch of their life…but also want to murder them with everything you

had in you? Wasn’t that the sort of toxic relationship that she had spent her life trying

to avoid?

Then why did she feel so empty without him near?

She groaned loudly and turned onto her back on the luxurious bed, casting her eyes

around the room for the first time she had arrived there.

It wasn’t bad at all. The furnishings were a little old-fashioned, homey, and antique,

and she liked that. The smell of solid wood, when it had been freshly polished, had

always given her a sense of peace. Perhaps it was a residual memory from her

childhood.

Papa had always told her that her mother insisted on having wooden furniture…the

old heirlooms passed down through generations from her maternal side. Yes. That’s

what it was.

That was why this room felt like home…this pack.. felt like home.. it was nothing to do

with the fact that Allen was here.

Lexi snorted as she stood and went through to the bathroom, and when she caught

sight of her tear-streaked face in the full-length mirror and her bedraggled hair she

swore internally.

No. She wouldn’t let anyone see her in this state. If you looked weak, then people

treated you differently and she didn’t want that. Especially not in the heart of a pack of

wolves. They respected strength, and she was more than strong. She was f**“‘g

indestructible.

With her characteristic smirk, she strode to her case and grabbed a change of clothes

before heading back to the bathroom to freshen up. They would only see the best that

she had to offer here. No more playing games and chasing and tormenting Allen.

No.

If he wanted her, then he could damn well work for it. She was done chasing. It was

his turn now. No sooner had she pulled the dress down over herself, was she

disturbed by a knock at the door. She smoothed her hair down and checked her

reflection in the mirror before heading over to the door and opening it just a c***k and

peering out through it warily.

When she saw that it was Allen standing there, and the forlorn expression on his face

that he tried to hide quickly, her stomach flipped in anticipation.

“Hey…” Allen greeted awkwardly as he rubbed his neck.

“Yes? What do you want?” Lexi answered cooly, as her stomach erupted in butterflies.

“Look, I don’t want things to be difficult between us,” Allen said, looking at her

uncertainly. “Us?” Lexi snorted, “What do you mean?”

Allen’s face was blank, but his eyes were full of a pain that she didn’t recognize. “Lexi,

everything that happened at the Enclave, I don’t regret. Not for a second.”

“Really? Because you spent a good amount of time trying to convince me that I was Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

the furthest thing from desirable that you thought anything could get.” Lexi hissed.

“I know. I… I was an i***t. I’m sorry. I… I was scared…” Allen answered mournfully as

his eyes focused on the floor.