Collins watched the supreme queen with a smile and she looked at him when she saw that he was staring, he wondered how she came into existence, she never talked about her past to anyone. Infact, Collins was the only one in the organization that she talks to casually, the rest saw her as a god, one that couldn’t be disrespected, she would not let them. She was their pure god who loved Collins to let him see her in her human state as she would call it. When she was not glowing and the lights were trying to blind the hell out of his face.

"Bring more wolves to me Collins, I want more. Go into their packs and go to their training ground to bring me warrior wolves. Collins you surely know what you are capable of, stop limiting that fire that I have put in you." She said softly and Collins found himself nodding. If the supreme queen wanted more warrior wolf spirit, then he was going to get her just that. They were in this organization together and she brought him home. When he didn’t have anywhere to go, the organization welcomed him with open arms.

The supreme queen watched him and the satisfaction in her grew more, she had one of the strongest rogues under her power and he didn't even see her as weak as other men used to. He saw her as a goddess and she would get there very soon with his help. She had the other things she needed, she just needed more power from the wolves. Then she would grow as strong as the moon goddess herself and overthrow her then the fate of every werewolf would be under her. She willed herself not to let the evil smirk crawl over her face, she just needed a little more time and Collins expertise. She would be the supreme queen of the entire werewolf realm. She enjoyed the way the others saw her as a god, the last idiot who tried to unravel her life's mystery got burned by the dark magic she spinned and they think it’s the powers guiding her. Who knew wolves could be this gullible.

"You wish is my command." He replied blankly and she nodded. She had his loyalty and a man like Collins never switched sides so she knew she was safe from him turning on her or selling her out. She ven gets toe njeoy him before his mate shows us and end up being killed too. How convenient.

"Never forget this Collins, you're mine, you're made for me." She snarled, deep down she knew she wasn't his mate, but she'd taken that position already. She would continue to rule over his body and soul, she would make sure no woman ever comes between both of them. She has said it already, she'll kill his mate whenever he finds one, and even if he has a hundred mates, she'll kill them all. She would not spare anyone, taking over Collins was as important as taking over the realm and she would do both.

"I'm all yours." Collins said and that brought a smile to her face. The fact that he always agreed to be hers always brought joy to her. She took his hands and she rubbed it on her breasts, giving him access to it. Werewolves are sex mongers, they're mostly into sex that humans, what she did was enough to get him high.

She saw the discomfort on his face and she knew instantly that it was his wolf. she scoffed, no matter how much his wolf was whiny. She would always continue to make sweet love to him while his wolf gets hurt.

"That pesky creature." She cussed, she badly wanted to get rid of his wolf, but she knew if she did, he'd be completely useless and all her plans would be ruined. He would be without a wolf znd he would be weak and powerless, none of her plans would work out. She wouldn’t be able to get more wolves nor would she be able to acquire more powers. She touched his head with the ring on her finger and she silenced his wolf.

"Stay quiet for now, Collins is mine." She whispered to herself, Collins would not hear that but she knew somehow, his wolf would know the only thing he could do was whine. She knew how to silence wolves and turn them agasint their masters, there’s no limit to her what her power can do. She hi from plainsight for many years before she acquired them slowly and built an empire of people willing to give their lives to her. People willing to acknowledge her as their own god.

They was totally nothing impossible for her, her powers were unlimited, she's a hybrid werewolf, half witch, half werewolf, but she's mostly focused on her witch genre, over the years she'd learnt a different kind of sorcerery which was forbidden among werewolves. That was her utmost weapon, the witches don’t asnwer to the moon goddess and very soon the wolves would stop too.

After his wolf was silenced, his hands massaged her breasts and she smiled enjoying it. Collins isn't her first captive, she had more than hundred captives but she killed them herself the minute they slack off, it's easy to kill them and also easy to find a replacement for them.

Collins is her perfect captive because he has great hatred for werewolves, even though he's a part of them. He believed his parents were murdered by them, working for her was the only way for him to get his revenge on them, he is shallow minded. His strength alone could weigh down the strength of an Alpha, just that he has one weakness, her presence alone was his weakness.

Before she could know what's going on, Collins took off her dress and pushed her to the bed, just like how she loved it. She had to teach him over the years to fuck her like her life depended on it. He's actually the best captive she'd ever had, strong, fast and they most important thing, he's a sex maniac. She felt completely weak just by this touch, he's the perfect man for her.

"Open up." Collins said and she did, he isn't really interested in foreplay, he just wanted her holes.

"For now, call me Annabelle." She said and he nodded, he's already used to her giving her different names during sex. It would feel disrespectrful if he addresses her by her title in the middle of one of the hottest sex of her life.