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Stephanie, another waitress asked impishly while she downed a Red Bull. “The kneeling skank,” Madison rolled her eyes. “Who else?” Stephanie choked on her energy drink as she sat up straight. “Shh! Stop that!” She sputtered. “You can’t talk about her like that anymore. Not if you want to keep your job.” “Why? Who else’s ass is she kissing?” Madison sneered. “The Red Moon Pack, apparently.” *Of course*, Madison thought. The fucking Wolves only ever looked out for one another, and took pleasure in terrorizing everyone else, just because they could. At least they were good tippers.

She didn't possess a single loyal companion left to absorb her grievances. After tracking through the dusty paths alone until her paws ached, Madison finally pushed through the heavy hide curtains of a low-tier tavern down by the border slums. This was the absolute first time in her life her wolf had entered a public drinking house without a vanguard of bodyguards to clear the space. She ordered flagons of fermented mountain wine, weeping openly as the burning fluid hit her throat. She had never known this scale of isolation before. The deafening, chaotic war-drums and raucous howling of the low-ranking mercenaries packing the tavern perfectly drowned out her pathetic, ragged sobs.

Realizing how shameful her outburst was, Madison lowered her head in embarrassment. When Madison finished the beer, she stood up again. She approached the shelf where she got the beer and took six more. Well, it only tasted bitter at first, but as time passed, the bitterness disappeared, and it would taste just like water. "You'll be fine. The bitterness would go away as time went on, just like the taste of this beer. I've been crying, but the pain is getting worse." Madison sadly said to herself. As she finished the three cans, she suddenly felt like the whole room was spinning.

Fuming, Madison snapped, "Lucky for you that you can speak again, Avery! But you’re still a filthy lowlife! You think lying about owning this hall will save you? No one dares touch me today! I am the future Luna of the Lawson Pack, and you’re just a shameless mistress! You’re the one who should be culled!" On the scrying-stream, the comments were a toxic flood. "I’m sick of this Avery. She acts like a Queen. Isn't she just riding Grant's coattails?" "I heard Grant and Madison have been together for years. How could Avery be this bold!" "If I were an Alpha, I’d choose the healthy female over the cripple. Why won't she just disappear?" Madison instructed her steward to read the most vile comme

i said, but the empty glass in my hand was evidence to the contrary, as was the wink the waiter gave me from across the room. “Bull,” Madison said, dragging me over to a dimly lit table in the corner behind the DJ. “I know you’re freaking out about being at the same party as Josh, aka ‘the man you never should have married,’” Madison added with a contemptuous twist of her blood-red mouth, “but trust me, dating the head cheerleader when you are in your thirties is desperate and pathetic. You are the kind of classy babe his Playboy bunny wishes she could be.”

Xavier says. "Are you talking about Madison Blair? Please take me to her immediately. I know her very well. She is the best damn dark witch I ever knew. I met her when she was still young and at her best. I need to see my old friend," I say. "Sure, let's go. I will go and show you where Madison is. She is staying in an old house at the border of the city. I do not know what went wrong in her life that made her turn into a drunk. I cannot tell you. I know that she is a very good person, deep down. Perhaps she did not like being a dark witch. She does not do good deeds, but sometimes I did see her give food to people experiencing poverty. Perhaps she was trading it for a drink or two, I do not

, she smiled obliviously at the jealousy on Madison's face. "So this your girlfriend?", Andrea pointed to Madison looking at her and she was speechless for a second. "Uhm... I..." "Yes, I'm her girlfriend," Josephine nearly fell off from where she sat and Madison flipped her hair to the side, "I am," "Whoo that's nice, do you want to join us at our table?" "Uhm... We were just about to leave now Andrea...", Josephine interjected and stood up, "...maybe another time," "Okay, uhm... there's this lesbian club I am in and they're having a party this weekend if you wanna come?"

"Madison, who is this woman? Which pack is she the Luna of?" Madison cleared her throat, making sure everyone nearby could hear. "Oh, she's not a Luna. She's just the Ironthorn Alpha's ex-mate." As the illegitimate daughter of the Bluestar Alpha, Madison was determined to humiliate Trista on this public stage. The surrounding guests began to whisper, their eyes turning judgmental. Isaiah's mouth moved faster than his brain. He pointed right at Madison and looked at Zander. "Zander, where did you dig this freak up? Tell someone to go bury her back where she came from. She's an eyesore."

"Rising Starlet Madison Scott Rumored to Be the Future Daughter-in-Law of the Herring Corporate." Madison had even liked the post with her private account. The comments section was in an uproar. Everyone was gushing over how perfect they looked together. Madison's fans were especially smug. "Our Maddie is seriously amazing! She even managed to lock down Mr. Herring!" I was the one who quietly typed, "But I always see another woman by Mr. Herring's side. Isn't that his girlfriend?" The moment I posted it, I was attacked by Madison's fans.

She was in for a fucking ride. Madelaine put a movie on. I didn’t watch movies, I didn't think I had watched one since rehab. But if I had to do it to spend time with her, then fine. “Are you asexual?” she asked, covering her legs with a blanket. “I thought I was,” I answered. “Have you ever touched a girl? Did you like it? Did she touch you? Did you like it?” She asked the questions like she was trying to diagnose me.