Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell
Chapter 133 Who is Adas True Father?
Narcissa’s eyes widened in terror for the briefest of seconds before her body froze and seemed to go rigid for a few moments as the color drained from her face and her eyes seemed to glaze over. Once she had regained her composure, her mouth split into that all too familiar disdainful sneer as she spat on the glass in front of her.
“You insufferable bastard. All this time you had abilities that you never told me about, and you dare to use them on me?! How is this different from the use of magic?!”
Leopold didn’t reply, instead staring at her intently with an expression of deep thought on his face.
“Were you responsible for weakening and eventually severing the bond with my former wife?” Leopold asked levelly, with no trace of emotion in his voice anymore.
If anything he now seemed completely resigned to the process of discovering the truth, however ugly it might be. It was obvious that Narcissa was trying her best to fight the f*orc*es that compelled her to answer, but the more time that passed without her answer, the more that Leopold’s royal command seemed to affect her.
As the seconds ticked by it seemed as though her body was being wracked with more and more intense pain. Her grunts and rapid flushing of her face as she clawed at the side of her head gave way into m*oa*ns of discomfort and eventually escalated to the occasional wail.
“It will be far less painful if you just answer the questions Narcissa. The longer you delay, the more it will hurt.” Leopold intoned flatly as she fell to the floor in agony.
She writhed in pain momentarily before reluctantly and with a roar of fury, her lips parted and she spoke. “Yes, you disgusting piece of s**t! I masked your bond with your pathetic mate, weakening it until it became almost unnoticeable to you, but I did not sever it. You did that when you rejected her.” Narcissa hissed furiously, her eyes signaling just how much damage she wished to inflict on Leopold at that moment in time.
“How is it that you managed to ensnare me in the first place? Did you engineer that too or was it simply, as you so eloquently put it, the weakness of the human male’s urges?” Leopold pressed emotionlessly.
Narcissa pushed herself up into a sitting position as she glared furiously at him.
“Through magic of course… all reinf*orc*ed with hidden enchantments and a healthy dose of succubus pheromones to f*orc*e you to act on your darkest desires.” She smirked unrepentantly, clearly proud of her accomplishments although she had ultimately failed in whatever her goal had been.
Lexi gasped involuntarily and covered her mouth with her hand as she leaned forward and focused intently on the words she had spoken.
Leopold hesitated slightly before he spoke again and Ann could almost feel the palpable tension in the room rise as they waited.
“Who is Ada’s true father,” Leopold asked as a murmur of discontent rippled above them from where the Elders were seated. He knew he was pushing it with this question, but he had to know for sure whether or not Ada was truly his. Until he had heard it from Narcissa’s own mouth, he still struggled to believe the content of some of the statements that had been gathered. Whether or not it was some residual f*orc*es within him left over from the magical control that she had clearly had him under for some time, he didn’t know, but there was still that nagging feeling within him, wanting him to forgive her and set them both free. It was taking everything he had in him to fight against the feeling and he wouldn’t allow it to win. He had lost too much. Narcissa laughed darkly.
“Ada was the product of a night of passion with the incubi gifted to our coven. Why do you think she has such an easy time getting people to do what she wants?” she smirked.
Leopold’s shoulders dropped slightly and his head hung forward momentarily. It was obvious that her words had only confirmed what he already knew deep in his heart, but it didn’t stop him from wanting to grieve for those wasted years. However now was not the time, and he lifted his head with a renewed look of determination on his face. With her vile enchantments and cunning use of Magick, this woman had single handedly wormed her way into his life, deceived him, destroyed his family, and ruined his life and he wanted to know exactly what her motive was.
“Are you working with Daemons? How many of you are there involved in whatever this plot is?” Leopold asked as he paced slowly in front of the cage.
Narcissa snorted.
beyond even your wildest dreams?” She paused and narrowed her eyes as she c**“d her head to one side. “You wolves are pathetic. Have you really forgotten everything about my kind and our capabilities? You attempt to eradicate us and then erase us from the history books?”
Narcissa laughed in disbelief as she shook her head.
“You belong at the bottom of the food chain! All of you! You have no right to be swanning about and living a life of luxury whilst my brothers and sisters struggle to survive, their immense potential for power is stifled because of your relentless extermination of them!” She yelled furiously.
“Mother… don’t make things worse for yourself… for us… I…” Ada’s quiet voice piped up from her cage as Narcissa whirled to face her with a furious expression.
“Shut up, Ada! You’re a failure in every sense of the word! This is all because of you! You’re a disgrace to every woman who graced my bloodline!” She hissed furiously as Ada flinched at the sound of fury in her mother’s voice and lowered her head again.
Leopold watched the exchange between the two with a trace of sadness in his eyes but didn’t pass comment, instead tapping the glass on the cage to refocus Narcissa’s attention.
“I think, perhaps questioning you this way is going to take too much time. Tell me everything. I want to know what you and your coven have planned, and everything that you have done since the day that you arrived at the palace.” Leopold said as Narcissa turned to face him once more.
The corners of Ann’s mouth twitched slightly as she watched her father. At this moment, it was as if he had regained the intimidating and an impressive aura that used to follow him wherever he went. For the first time in a long time, Ann felt the tiniest spark of pride in the way her father was conducting himself.
It certainly didn’t make up for the years that he had been neglectful, and she would never forgive him for that, despite not being completely at fault. Nothing would erase the hurt and pain from all those years of torment that she had endured, but it was a start.