Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 146 An Insane Request

They hadn’t stayed too long out on the terrace. They had discussed briefly the plans for going forward

with Lexi’s planned 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.

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With a solid plan now in place, Lexi also excused herself, explaining 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

planned 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 explained that younger Daemons are volatile and unpredictable, but as they age, they

become more calculated 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 plane.

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 plans 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 estate company 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 placed 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 they completed 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 place for you to be

crowned tomorrow.”

“What?!” Ann shrieked completely taken aback.

This was unheard of!

She still had to procure the traditional gown that was customary to wear on these occasions before

being stored away on display in the palace 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 palace 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 accents 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?”