"Fuck, Ada…”

“Brad...oh, fuck... deeper... harder!” Ada’s shrill voice begged between breathy moans.

The banging of the headboard against the wall intensified as Ann froze. 

No... it couldn’t be!

Ann took a deep breath and nudged the door a little more. Her chest felt like it would explode as she held her breath whilst the crack widened.

When it revealed her sister lying underneath her husband-to-be, her hands flew to her mouth to stifle the gasp of horror as her heart shattered instantly.

As Brad roared his release inside her sister, Ada turned her head towards the door with a smirk.

An icy chill descended over Ann as if a bucket of ice water had been thrown over her and she stood and stared, her eyes wide and mouth slightly open in disbelief.

Ada lifted her hand and waved in Ada’s direction with a smug smile plastered on her face as Brad collapsed on top of her, kissing her neck tenderly.

Is there anything you can do if your mate had sex with your sister?

Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

　　Moments after the door closed behind Adam, Bartholomew shared a look with Lord Brarthroroz and they both stood and made their way to the door. 


　　"You can stay here as long as you need to," Bartholomew said pointedly as he glanced at Allen, although Allen never lifted his eyes. "I'll escort Lord Brarthroroz to the holding cells downstairs and get him acquainted with the specimen we have down there… although I'm not sure how much will be left of it. It does seem to be decaying at rather an alarming speed." He continued with a troubled expression.


　　"That happens when the magick dissipates from the necrotic flesh," Lord Brarthroroz shrugged casually, "Nothing to hold it all together anymore. That sort of magick can only imitate life for so long…"


　　"Indeed." Bartholomew grimaced before tearing his gaze from the emotionless face of ALlen and smiling softly at Lexi, "If you need anything at all…"


CHAPTER 207 Hidden Talent