Ursa's Pov
“We will push forward.” I said slowly
“But, it's too early. They're not ready” Andrea protested.
“You have one week to get them ready. We need to get the last ingredient, the faster the better” I responded.
“Okay.” She said reluctantly, “But…”
I shot her a glare, that did the trick, she swallowed whatever it was she wanted to say. Good. She was learning.
I walked towards the cage that housed Vega's first meal, their faces paled on seeing me, like they had seen a demon from hell.
I snorted, my eye following each of their trembling figures till it finally landed on the one man that should have helped me achieve great things.
My blood boiled on seeing the bastard, legs crossed, breathing steady, not even an ounce of fear on his face like someone who has accepted his fate
