Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

As soon as Lord Brarthroroz had ended his call with Bartholomew, he asked Greyson if there was anywhere close by that he
could get to without being seen.
“What for?” Greyson asked with a tilt of his head.
“I intend to have some of my own forces brought to help shore up your defenses here,” Lord Brarthroroz explained, “I assumed
that your men would prefer not to see their true forms and that would require having somewhere a little more... discreet.”
“I see,” Greyson said as he narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, “well, unless I can clear an area of me then it’s going to be difficult.
How much space do you need?”
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“Just enough for a portal.” He shrugged as Greyson’s eyes widened slightly.
“Right. Well...” He paused again as he extended that word and rubbed his chin thoughtfully, “How about in here? We can clear
out and wait outside if there’s enough room in here.”
“You may want to clear this floor then until everyone is through. There may be some unpleasant odors and some... more
intoxicating than others.”
Lexi stiffened slightly as she looked across at her father.
“Are you really allowing them here?” She exclaimed in surprise and recoiled slightly when he nodded casually.
“Only the ones that have experience of infiltration, Lexi.” Lord Brarthroroz rumbled, “The majority of them should be able to at
least cause a little chaos from within the containment facility without risking any of your men.”
Greyson bristled suddenly. “We are not afraid of what we might face there. We...”
“Pipe down stressy,” Lexi snapped with a colossal eye roll, “He’s not saying that you’re incompetent. Merely that you die easier.”
“That doesn’t sound any better.” Greyson growled furiously.
“No? Well when you can grow skin that’s capable of deflecting most blades, most bullets and is practically impervious to magick
then you can consider yourself, and your men, as harder to kill than these... soldiers.” She hissed back furiously as Greyson
blinked in surprise.

“If there are beasts such as this, then why not have them fight in all of your battles?” Greyson asked, “Surely they would be more
cost effective in terms of lives lost than throwing our men at Eromaug?”
“You have women amongst your ranks too,” Lexi seethed, “Don’t add sexism and misogyny to the list of things that irritate me
about you.”
“It’s an expression Lexi...” Allen interjected before it escalated further.
“They are Cambion’s,” Lord Brarthroroz explained hurriedly, seeing his daughter’s furious glare, “Some of the strongest I have in
my realm. They require support from their team members to keep their feral nature at bay, so it is really not wise to have more
than a few in this realm at a time.”
Greyson stared warily at Lord Brarthroroz for a long time before he finally spoke.
“Then how do we support them?”
“You do not.” Lord Brarthrororz shrugged, “I will summon their team members first, but I will warn you, Succubi and Incubi have
insatiable urges of their own and it would probably be best to keep them separate from your men... and women.” He added
hastily, seeing the glare from his daughter.
Greyson’s expression was suddenly filled with understanding.
There were very few Lycan’s alive that didn’t know the dangers of these particular daemons, Wanting nothing more than to
seduce and sleep with their prey, so that they could feast upon their lust in an effort to quench the insatiable hunger and cravings
that they lived with eternally.
Greyson nodded slowly.
“I’ll go and clear my men out to avoid any temptation.” He said as he stood and made his way to the door.
“It would be for the best. They will be better able to control their urges once they are in their human form, but rest assured, if I
didn’t have faith in their competence with self control, I would not risk bringing them here.” Lord Brarthroroz stated, his words
doing little to reassure Greyson.
He made his way to the door but paused, when the phone that he had given Lord Brarthroroz began to ring, breaking the
uncomfortable silence that had descended with its cheerful melody.

“Bartholomew! Do you have any news?”
All three of them listened intently, Greyson’s h*and resting on the h*andle of the door h*andle as he waited to hear what was
being said.
“Excellent. Well focus on those three then.” He rumbled as Greyson tried to catch his attention with a gesture and he glanced
over with a slight frown.
“Any news on the reinforcements?” Greyson asked hopefully as Lord Brarthroroz repeated the question into the phone and then
chuckled.
“I understand, thank you Bartholomew. You are indeed a steadfast friend. Be safe.” He said disconnecting the call and turning to
Greyson with a smile.
“The Alpha Queen has finally coerced the Commander into relinquishing a few hundred of the Enclave’s guard, and word has
been sent to the surrounding packs,” Lord Brarthroroz explained as he h*anded the phone back to him, “They have asked that
you let them know a suitable rendezvous point, and they can be here by nightfall.”
“I’ll see to that as soon as I’ve cleared the floor.” Greyson nodded, “Do we know where we’re hitting first?”
“There are three likely options, all of which I would like to send some of my scouts to, to explore. They will be able to imitate the
members of the Excidium coven perfectly as soon as they are close enough. It’s a talent of theirs. As soon as they report their
findings back, or they don’t, then we will know which entrance to head to.” Lord Brarthroroz grinned sinisterly.
“Understood,” Greyson grinned, returning the smile and nodding towards Lexi and Allen as he turned and opened the door, “I’d
better get on with things then.”
As soon as the door closed behind Greyson, Lexi turned to Allen with a sour look on her face.
“What?” Allen asked defensively, instantly wondering what he had done to irritate her so much. He had only been standing
beside her, listening attentively so that he knew what was going on.
“You should leave too.” She said curtly as she reached past him and flung the door open before trying to bundle him out of the
room.
“Wait, why!?” Allen protested, “I didn’t do anything wrong!”

He gripped hold of the doorframe and turned to Lexi defiantly, his stomach flipping when he saw the anger in her eyes as she
glared at him.
“Because I do not want these succubi and incubbi’s grubby little paws all over you. You’ll have zero self-control.”
“Please.” Allen snorted, “I think I can...”
Lexi stopped him short as she gripped hold of him by the shirt collar and brought him millimeters away from her face.
“You. Are. Mine. Allen.” She ground out fiercely, “And I will tear apart any other female or male that t*ouches you outside of me
and Greyson. Do you understand me?”
Allen should have been terrified at the violence that she was exuding in her aura, but instead, his chest blossomed with pride.
She was possessive over him. For the first time that he could recall, Lexi was voicing her claim seriously.
He grinned stupidly at her scowling face and captured her face between his h*ands, leaning forwards and k*issing her deeply.
When he broke their k*iss, Lexi was looking at him like he had gone mad. “I’ll go, Lexi, but only because you love me so fiercely,”
He chuckled as Lexi’s face reddened quickly and she shoved him out of the door.
“f**k off Allen,” she grumbled as she slammed the door behind him, allowing herself a small smile before she turned back to her
father with a straight face.
Lord Brarthroroz regarded her with an expression of amusement as she scowled at him deeply.
“Don’t start,” she snapped, “Come on, let’s get Steve in here so he can brighten the atmosphere with his winning personality.”
Lord Brathroroz chuckled warmly as he pushed the desks to the side of the room.
“Very well, daughter of mine. Let’s see how you two clash this time.”