"Have you thought that perhaps the people who murdered your parents wanted to conceal your mate from you so you would be forced to take a chosen mate?" Lexi said suddenly through a mouthful of food as she plonked herself down on a chair next to them. Adam frowned. "But why? Taking a chosen mate isn't a rare occurrence. Sometimes an Alpha doesn't find his true mate and not having an heir weakens the Pack, so it's seen as a necessary evil in most cases." Lexi nodded slowly, as she sat forward and rested her chin on her hands with a thoughtful expression. "True, but have you considered that a concealment curse would be the best fit because they also wanted to conceal the identity of your parent's killers?" Lord Brarthroroz chuckled. "Very clever, Lexi... yes… it's entirely possible. Perhaps the killers intended to have someone of their choosing take a place at your side as a chosen mate. It would make sense. You were present when your parents were killed?" Lord Brarthroroz a
"Not actively... he's tried... but..." Ann tried to explain as she glanced across at Lexi in annoyance and noticed a strange expression on her face as she looked thoughtfully at Adam. Lord Brarthroroz didn't let the conversation go further though as he cleared his throat loudly and spoke. "So a large amount of concealment is going on then, around both Alpha Nocturne and yourself it seems. I must say, this is all very curious. I don't know of any active plots among the renegades that are going on in your realm, and the lords are not willing to move against your realm again." "Do you think we can help them with this too, Papa?" Lexi asked suddenly. "It will require some reconnaissance on my end. I want to know exactly who I'm dealing with. It may be Witches but this has the taint of daemons behind it. There is clearly something more going on here." Lord Brarthroroz frowned. "Can't we just kill the bitches and get on with it?!" Lexi exclaimed suddenly, hitting the side of the
"Why do you continue to torment me, princess? Do you enjoy the reaction? Or is it that you want me irate so that I fuck you a little harder? Are you not satisfied with my performance already?" Adam murmured huskily. Ann gazed coyly up at him through her eyelashes and a flirtatious smile curved her mouth up at the edges, earning a low rumble from Adam's chest. She said nothing, but reached up and slipped her hands under Adam's shirt, running her fingers lightly along his well-defined abs, and curling her fingers around the back of his neck as she pulled his lips closer to her. She wanted to taste him. She couldn't understand this longing that had appeared, the desperate need to have him inside of her at every waking moment. If Adam thought that she was a distraction. He had no idea what he was doing to her inside. The mere thought of him fucking her, pounding into her relentlessly before emptying himself deep inside of her drove her crazy. As Adam's lips landed on her own, s
Adam growled loudly as he pounded into her harder and allowed her legs to fall to his waist and as she came undone around him and he released inside of her, he leaned forward, his fangs elongating as he sank his teeth into the soft flesh of her neck. Ann gripped hold of him greedily as she too did the same and almost instantly, their vision seemed to explode in bright lights. They lapped tenderly at each of the new marks and lay panting above each other for a while. Ann couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sadness that this wasn't a reality... that Adam wasn't her true mate. Maybe... just maybe... in another life… they would find each other and be happy. But it wouldn't be this one… this life was too cruel beyond words… Unbeknownst to Ann, Adam felt exactly the same. Ann was perfect in his eyes and was everything that he had imagined that his true mate and Luna would be. But fate was indeed cruel. He stroked her cheek softly as he gazed at her flushed face. She was beau
"How long is a piece of string, furball? We don't know. This isn't a common request at all, so we're pretty much working on unknown grounds. Just... keep an eye on it." She paused before frowning slightly. "You said the existence of your true mate is concealed from you, right?" Adam nodded slowly. "So, if she was standing right in front of you, how would you ever know?" She asked hesitantly, a hint of concern in her voice. Adam frowned. It was an odd question, but he was sure that Lexi was only concerned for her friend's well being. After all, she had been through so much already, and judging by their close relationship, she would hate to see her hurt again. "I wouldn't know even if she was laid next to me," Adam said softly, with a hint of regret in his voice. "Don't worry, Lexi. Hurting Ann is the last thing that I'll ever do. Even if my true mate appears, then I'll make sure that Ann doesn't suffer. I promise that she'll be well taken care of." Lexi stared at him for a
"Stop looking at my Luna." Adam snarled angrily as Allen stared at him with disbelief. He twisted suddenly and broke free of Adam's grip before he darted a short distance away from him and stood looking between the two of them. "Since when did you get so possessive?" He asked, eyeing him warily. Adam responded with a snarl as Allen's eyes drifted to the obvious mark on his neck and he pointed excitedly, with his eyes wide open in stunned disbelief. "When... What… Wait! You're marked! What?! Are you..?! No…" He stuttered as a myriad of emotions and questions fluttered across his face. Ann chuckled and made her way over to Adam with the sheet still wrapped tightly around her. Adam growled warningly and pulled her into his side and wrapped his arm around her as he scowled at Allen dangerously. Ann rubbed her fingers backward and forwards gently over the back of his hand, hoping that he would be calmed down a little by the sensation. She half wished that by some miracle, tho
Ann's stomach seemed to tie itself in knots as they descended the stairs together and made their way into the dining room. She had felt Adam's tension increase as he readied himself for a confrontation with the elders... but it never materialized. The hallway and dining room were empty apart from the usual Omega's scurrying about. The tension seemed to dissipate almost immediately from Adam's shoulders and he pulled a chair out at the dining table for Ann to sit at with a tight smile. They hadn't chosen to dress any differently, assuming that it may arouse suspicion if their usual styles had changed. Ann sat in a pale blue merino wool sweater with a high neck and her hair down, and Adam had stuck with his usual business suit with a high neck collar on his shirt. They chatted lightly about their plans for the day. After all, nothing had changed in their work lives and they still had important meetings to attend to. As they talked quietly between themselves, the dining hall beg
'Maeve...that woman...' Ann began hesitantly as she stared intently at the woman's face. 'Before you say anything else…don't. I know exactly what you're thinking. I feel the same way about her.' She growled furiously in reply. 'Why does she make my skin crawl though? It's as if...' 'She makes us feel this way because she's full of darkness, Ann. Before you ask... yes. We do know her. We have met her before.' Ann struggled with the fury that she felt rolling from Maeve and without warning Adam's arm reached backward and his fingers closed around her shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly. The small gesture surprised her and her heart seemed to flip. It was almost as if he could sense how she was feeling... but that was impossible... right? 'Nothing is impossible with the Daemon Lord's power, Ann. You wanted it to be convincing...perhaps he has made it so that everything is shared between you...including mimicking the intricacies of the bond.' Maeve mused, the anger still clea