Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate Chapter 146
Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell
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Chapter 146 An Insane Request
They hadn’t stayed too long out on the terrace. They had discussed briefly the ns for going forward
with Lexi’s nned lectures and touched upon the subjects that they thought would be of most use first
of all.
Allen had excused himself pretty quickly once the subject began to get a little too in-depth for his liking
and Lexi seemed unable to resist teasing him at every opportunity.
With a solid n now in ce, Lexi also excused herself, exining that she needed to speak with her
father and see if he had any ideas to contribute that would increase the value of the courses they
nned to offer.
Adam felt that it would be a good idea if they could gain clearance from the Royal Council, that perhaps
some of the different species and races of Daemons could also attend. Lexi wasn’t so sure about the
viability of that idea as it would require some of the higher-ranking Daemons, the ones that were more
or less able to control themselves and not follow their whims, and apparently, there weren’t too many of
them left after the war that was waged centuries ago.
Lexi had exined that younger Daemons are vtile and unpredictable, but as they age, they
be more calcted in their actions. With so many lost to the war and the following reprisals
between rival Daemon Lords in their own realms, the numbers had thinned drastically and many still
harbored a deep hatred for the beings that inhabited this ne.
Lexi did, however, promise to speak to her father about it and see what could be done as perhaps it
would be useful to both sides in increasing tolerance and forging alliances.
Once she had disappeared through the doorway, Ann sent a quick message to Eva, updating her on
the developments regarding the usage of the office block, and also letting her know about her ns to
rejuvenate some of her father’s less profitable businesses.
Truthfully, Ann didn’t want to see Eva confined to her duties as a personal a*s*sistant to the manager of
the real estatepany anymore. She had such huge potential and Ann fully intended to promote her
and have her at her side as Secretary to the CEO once she formally took over.
She didn’t intend to do that over the phone though and asked her to set a date for a meeting together
so that they could go over some of the finer details face to face.
“Everything ok, princess?” Adam asked with a smile, noticing her busy on her phone.
Ann ced it down on the table and was about to answer when Allen came hurtling through the
doorway, slightly out of breath.
“Luna, The Royal Council has set the date for your public coronation!” He blurted out, drawing some
excited gasps from the Omega’s still milling about in the dining area as theypleted their chores.
“Already?” Ann frowned.
She knew it would be soon, but had banked on having at least a week to prepare herself for the day.
“Yes, Luna. Your father’s abdication will be formalized today and everything is in ce for you to be
crowned tomorrow.”
“What?!” Ann shriekedpletely taken aback.
This was unheard of!
She still had to procure the traditional gown that was customary to wear on these asions before
being stored away on disy in the pce vaults alongside the many gowns and robes of the Kings
and Queens that had gone before her.
Perhaps if she was able to get in touch with the pce seamstress, she might stand a chance. She
was incredible at working to deadlines and she had a diligent team underneath her that could produce
gowns at short notice.
She wouldn’t hold her breath though. This was an insane request and if it came to it, it may mean that
one of the former gowns would have to be altered slightly and re-worn. It wasn’t ideal and would be
seen as a bad omen by some but at least it offered a solution.
‘I mean, why not do it n*ake*d? I don’t see the need for clothes anyway. Every single wolf in this
Kingdom has to s*tri*p off before they shift so it’s not like they’re any different from us.’ Maeve snorted.
‘That’s not helpful, Maeve…’
‘How about if they just let us shift and put the crown on me? Pretty sure I’ve not seen any official
portraits of the Royals Wolf in a crown before…’ Maeve offered again, sniggering loudly.
Ann groaned in frustration and hung her head in her hands.
Adam could practically feel the frustration rolling off her, but something like this he didn’t know too
much about helping with.
“Ann, if there’s anything that we can do, tell us. This isn’t my area of expertise at all, but if I can help at
all, then you know I will.” He said gently, reaching across for her hand and squeezing it rea*s*suringly.
Ann lifted her head and smiled up at his adoring gaze.
“It’s fine Adam, I have a few calls to make but I think I might be able to work something out. You don’t
have to stick around if you have other things that you need to be doing.”
“Will I need to get myself a new suit at least?” He smirked.
“Oh, goddess! Yes! We need ents to match the color of the gown, but other than that, traditionally,
for the consort at least, the dress code is a little more understated. You won’t need a tailed jacket, just
a nice tailored suit.” Ann answered as her mind raced with potential possibilities.
There was so much to organize and she didn’t have anywhere enough time. She grabbed her phone
and searched through the contacts for the number of her former seamstress and dressmaker, punching
in the numbers as she paced restlessly,
In just a few short rings she answered.
“Hello, Mimi? It’s Ann, how are you?” Ann greeted her enthusiastically as Adam and Allen exchanged a
look of confusion.
“Princess Ann! What a lovely surprise! I’m doing well your highness. Now, I know you’re an incredibly
busy woman and wouldn’t have called me just to catch up on idle gossip so, how can I help you?”