Madison POV
I felt shattered and low, as I followed Zane up to our room, the words of his mother were terrible, she was trying to get rid of me, yet she did not know me, that woman’s daughter sounded like she was weak and easy to manipulate, that poor girl. I wonder if she knows what is going on, or if she is part of the whole plan, pretending to be submissive, so she can get a mate of power.
What am I going to do? If she uses that spray and Zane is lost in lust, he will be heartbroken and live the rest of his life stuck in a loveless un-fated mating.
'Madison?’ Zane came out onto the balcony.
I turned and looked at him. He looked as lost as I felt.
‘Come inside, so we can talk please.’ He coaxes gently.
Zane guided me to the small two-seater sofa, and we sat down. I waited, my mind
