Chapter 37

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I woke to the sound of a scream piercing the night, jolting me from my dreams. Instinctively, I sat up, alert, scanning the room for any sign of danger. But it’s not a scream of pain - it’s something else, something more primal.

I turn to her, who’s sitting upright beside me, her eyes glowing with that eerie purple hue that sends shivers down my spine every time. Her lips curled into a slow, satisfied smile.

“What happened?” I ask.

“She’s awakened,” she said, her voice a low purr. “I can feel her wolf.”

I grit my teeth, anticipation flooding through me. “So, why are we waiting? Let’s go get her. We already have the other two.”

But she remains calm, her smile fading into something more measured, calculated. “No,” she said softly, her tone almost mocking. “She’s not complete yet. Part of her is still missing.”

I huff in frustration, my patience wearing thin. “This b*tch definitely takes her time.”

Her eyes flickered toward me, the purple glow intensifying for a moment as she studied my reaction. I know better than to push her too far, but I can’t help the agitation bubbling inside me. I want to move forward, to finally see her plan unfold. I’ve waited long enough.

“You know we can’t rush this, Calista. For now, she’s useless to us,” she said, her voice as smooth as silk, though I can hear the underlying threat.

I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms, trying to contain my impatience. “I just want your plan to come to fruition. It’s been years, and we’re so close now.”

She turns her gaze fully on me, her expression softening for a moment, though the danger never leaves her eyes. “I know, my love. And it will,” she whispers, her voice wrapping around me like a serpent’s coil.

I look at my lover’s eyes, and the purple hue shines at me in the dark. Her hand reaches out, gripping my chin with a force that’s both possessive and punishing. The pressure tightens as she holds me there, her nails digging into my skin, drawing a thin line of pain.

“So,” she murmurs, her breath warm against my cheek. “Did you enjoy f*cking the werewolf? Before you ripped out his heart.”

Her grip tightens, the sting intensifying. I smile despite the pain, knowing that any sign of weakness will only make things worse.

“It was a mission and nothing more,” I said, my voice steady, unwavering. “You know I’ll do anything for you.”

Her nails dig deeper, but I don’t flinch. I can feel a trickle of blood where her claws have pierced my skin, the sharpness of her grip a reminder of the control she wields over me.

“I know you will, my pet,” she said, her voice sweet, almost tender. “That’s why, one day, I’ll make you my queen.”

I take a deep breath, feeling a rush of dark pride at her words, but also the weight of the responsibility that comes with it. “Andromeda…” I trail off, trying to gauge her mood.

Her grip grows painful, nails pressing deeper, but I smile through it, the pain almost a twisted comfort now. It’s a reminder of what I’ve chosen, of what I’ve become under her rule. There’s no turning back.

“I know you will,” I whispered, my eyes locking with hers, that dangerous purple light reflecting in both of us.

We’re bound together by something far darker than love. Ambition. Power. And the shared thrill of destruction. And soon, the final piece of the puzzle will be in our grasp.

But for now, I wait, licking my lips in anticipation, knowing that when the time comes, the world will burn at Andromeda’s feet.

And I will be right beside her.