A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 659

**TITLE: Novel Male 659**

The beta, standing at the threshold of uncertainty, processed Vanya’s words with a sinking feeling. It dawned on him that Tamara was likely absent, which left him with no option but to head back and inform Rosemary of the current state of affairs.

As he relayed the news, Rosemary’s expression twisted into a sneer, her mind racing back to the previous night’s events. “She’s probably sulking because of that lecture I gave her. Honestly, we’ve coddled her into becoming utterly temperamental!” Her voice dripped with disdain, as if the mere thought of Tamara’s behavior made her blood boil.

“Forget about her for a moment,” the beta interjected, trying to keep his tone calm. “Where could she possibly go? Her birth pack isn’t even in the capital, and her father has been stuck in some lowly position out of town for ages. What kind of trouble could she possibly cause?”

Despite the reasoning, a knot of worry tightened in the beta’s stomach. “But… shouldn’t we send someone out to look for her? Tamara hardly ever leaves without a word. This isn’t like her at all.”

Rosemary’s eyes glimmered with malice, her voice unwavering. “Absolutely not! If we go searching for her, she’ll start to think she’s important, that we can’t manage without her!” The conviction in her words was chilling, as if she believed Tamara’s absence was a personal affront.

“She’s the one at fault—she’s managed the pack terribly and even had the audacity to suggest I sell my jewelry to cover expenses! I’d really like to know where all that money disappeared in the first place!” Rosemary’s frustration was palpable, her anger radiating like heat from a fire.

The beta, despite knowing Rosemary’s fury was justified, felt compelled to defend Tamara. “But you have to see it from her perspective. Tamara has been nothing but dedicated lately. She works tirelessly, enduring so much. She’s always attending to you, and she has her own child to care for as well. She barely has a moment to herself.”

“Attending to me is her duty, isn’t it? And taking care of her own child is a mother’s responsibility, wouldn’t you agree? From the way you speak, one might think I’m abusing her! I haven’t starved her or let her freeze to death. How have I wronged her?” Rosemary shot back, her voice sharp and defensive.

“She and Simon have been part of this pack for years. Have they ever suffered a single day under your rule? When she claimed she was too ill to manage the pack, I didn’t push her; I let her rest!” The beta’s voice rose slightly, driven by a mix of exasperation and concern.

Rosemary’s lips curled into a sneer. “When Simon returns tonight, I’m going to make sure he punishes her again! Let’s see if she still dares to act so willfully!” The threat hung in the air, heavy and foreboding.

The beta sighed, knowing he had little choice but to comply with her wishes. “Alright, I’ll wait and see if she comes back on her own later,” he said, his tone resigned.

With unwavering certainty, Rosemary declared, “She will come back! Didn’t you see how terrified she was when I threatened to kick her out? She doesn’t have the courage to truly leave!” Her confidence was unsettling, as if she had already convinced herself of Tamara’s inevitable return.

In her mind, Rosemary contemplated the nature of people. “Some individuals are like free birds—they conceal their wings, appear meek, but the moment they feel cornered, they take flight and never look back. Like Adelaide.” Her thoughts shifted, “Then there are those who are like birds with clipped wings; they cannot escape and are forever trapped here, like Velda.”

“And some are born without wings or even proper legs. They can neither fly nor walk far, forever bound to their circumstances. Like Tamara.”

She felt a grim sense of control; the first two types of individuals eluded her grasp, but surely she could manage the last?

With great effort, she rose to her feet, steadying herself against the statue. Shaking her head, her lips tinged blue with cold, her teeth chattering, she managed to speak, “N-no, I wasn’t looking for her. I’m just so tired. I wanted to sit here for a moment… I’ll be leaving now.”

With that, she quickly tightened her cloak around her and turned to depart.

The pack guard found the entire situation perplexing. He dashed back inside the pack to relay what he had witnessed to the beta, Valentin.

Valentin, upon hearing the report, hurried after the guard, but by the time he reached the spot, Tamara had already disappeared from view.

Typically, Valentin held a disdain for most of the pack, but he recognized that while Tamara was somewhat timid, she was not a bad person nor a troublemaker.

“When you found her, was she freezing?” Valentin inquired, concern lacing his tone as he addressed the guard who had reported the sighting.

“Yes, she looked like she’d been sitting there for ages. She struggled to rise, and her lips were blue. I think she must have been there since the middle of the night,” the guard recounted, his voice filled with empathy for the woman’s plight.