A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 527

Third Person’s POV

Rosa, well–aware of Madison’s feelings, cautioned, “The Davidsons are principled folks. They likely won’t stoop to being your lover.”

Madison snorted, “Principles won’t fill their pockets. Besides, principles suit him. I won’t bother asking- he’ll be kidnapped and drugged. Once under my spell, I’ll be as divine as the Moon Goddess in his eyes.

Rosa gasped, her lavender pheromones quivering like wind–swept stalks. “Have you already made your move? The Moon Newborn Festival is nigh. Nobles‘ wives and daughters will be present. A slip–up could spell disaster. If he vanishes, the Davidsons will come calling.”

Madison’s ebony pheromones were as still as stones in a deep pool.

She smiled, though her pheromones carried a icy edge, “Impatient, aren’t you? He hasn’t been kidnapped yet. I’ve learned that on September 30th, he’s departing the capital for Jefferson City. I’ll take the driver and three omegas, spirit them to my mansion, and stash them in the basement. Who’ll notice their disappearance? I’ll act after the festival.”

Rosa’s anxiety grew.

“Alpha Bentley spurned you. Why seek solace with a Davidson? Hunt may be timid, but he’s your lawful mate.”

Bitterness welled up in Madison’s heart, rippling through her ebony pheromones.

She clenched her fists, her knuckles whitening, and closed her eyes.

Her words were gritted, “He wanted nothing to do with me. I’ll spite him in the grave by bearing a Davidson’s child!”

lavender pheromones warm

pride. If you truly wanted a child, you’d have had one long ago. Your menstrual cycle’s

think I want to dwell on him? He haunts my dreams nightly,” Madison’s pupils

her first youthful encounter with him. “He’s the one

down her face. Her shoulders trembled, and

mourned more deeply than anyone. No one

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shuddered painfully with each

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heart–rendingly aware of her pain, embraced her. Her lavender pheromones gentled, “Let go of the past, Madison. Whether hate or love,

gently broke free, wiped her tears, and her ebony

this life, grant me one reckless act, consequences be damned. Cease your persuasion.

deep bloodied grooves in

If you’re set on having

it,” Madison waved her off,

insomnia, leaving her prone to daytime