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 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.