Bellatrix SinclairI stare at the skimpy maid’s uniform on the bed, blinking profusely to make it disappear. He really thought of everything to make it even sluttier, thigh-high socks and chunky black heels. Lazarus strolled out of his walk-in-closet, fully dressed in a three-piece suit.He looked sexier than I anticipated in midnight blue, emitting this powerful aura that demanded your attention.Shaking my head, I cannot be this weak in his presence. “What the fuck is this?” I pointed.“That is what you are required to wear.” He responded casually.Narrowing my eyes, “Are you insane, this outfit reveals everything. I can’t even bend down without my ass showing.”Lazarus flashes that twisted smile at me. “That will be a sight to behold.”“Lazarus.” I snapped.His obsidian orbs shimmered with mischief as he stepped towards me, “I think you are forgetting your place here. You are my slave Bellatrix; you serve me in any way I see fit and for now – I want to see this beautiful body in th
Bellatrix SinclairThrowing my arms around Colton, inhaling his familiar scent of eucalyptus. He stumbled, taken aback by my actions. “I’m so happy to see you.” I whispered, blinking back tears.Giving him a tight squeeze before letting go, meeting his eyes that were riddled with confusion. Colton was silent and stunned, “Bellatrix.”“You have no idea how happy I am to see you.” I beamed, “I didn’t know you tended to the King.”“On some occasions.”Swallowing the lump in my throat, “I miss you so much.” Until now, I hadn’t realized that I’ve been suppressing these emotions of dejection and loneliness. Mourning for my life before, when my goals seemed within my grasp.Colton’s gaze softens, almost like he could read my mind. “I miss you too, it’s not the same in the infirmary without you. Too quiet for me now.”He loved his solitude of peace, a bubble that I burst on multiple occasions because he was my only real friend in this fucked up world.I frowned, “I didn’t have time to tell yo
Lazarus de LoughreyWe were summoned to the green district by the Alpha of Nightclaw Pack. Which led to my current predicament, staring at the three perpetrators cuffed and chained to the ground, kneeling at my feet.“You must have realized the consequences of your actions.”“Yes, My King.” They spoke in unison, detestation in their tone.I’ve been aware of the human rebellion since the beginning, what started as a rumour has quickly manifested into a full-blown army.These three were caught by Alpha Edward Milton and he informed that they committed treason by storing equipment and weapons in an unknown storage unit. Before I arrived in Nightclaw’s Palace, assessing what they had been stockpiling.Firstly, the weaponry they had stolen were from Kingdom’s soldiers stationed at the borders, essential survival gear for the front lines and yet these humans managed to steal it without anyone noticing.“They were planning to use it at the next genetic screening.” Edward informed.“A demonst
Bellatrix Sinclair“Sister, it’s been a while. I’ve missed you.” Bonnie smiled, her voice sickeningly sweet.Glaring at Lazarus with resentment, “Can I speak with you privately, my King.” I requested through gritted teeth, anytime I must address him by his title – my skin itches uncomfortably, my temper rising at the humiliation.Lazarus was calm and composed while I was the opposite. He pulled me to the side, our voices out of earshot from everyone.“Why would you bring her here?” I seethed in question.Lazarus raises a brow at my attitude, “Is there a reason I shouldn’t have?” he returned.My lips thinned, my heart accelerating at the turmoil. He shouldn’t have brought her to the palace, Bonnie’s eyes were glowing greedily. “You just shouldn’t have.” I hissed.He studies me intensely, goosebumps arising from his attention. There was something lethal in his gaze, powerful enough to elite desire that shouldn’t exist.Clearing my throat, “Where did you find her?”“I had business to att
Bellatrix SinclairPanic clawed at my throat, my lungs burning from deprivation. The expansive room coloured pitch-black and slowly closing in. Lifting my head and catching a glimpse of a portrait on the roof that appeared to be of 18th century that depicted bloodshed between wolves and humans. The wide mouth of a black wolf, his fangs bloody as he tore a chunk of flesh from a human. This couldn’t be considered art; it was a slaughter, and it was terrifying.Glancing at the floor constructed of mirrored tiles and faced with my reflection of trepidation. Everything was black, from the rectangular table covered in dried blood to the gigantic X against the wall, shackles on each four posts.There was no escape, every direction reminded me of the impending torture I was about to face. A lump formed in my throat, I should be strong, but I couldn’t control the anxiety wreaking havoc upon my insides.His guards removed the handcuffs, my shoulders aching from being pulled. Honestly, why am I
Lazarus de LoughreyHer face flushed, her eyes blown in trepidation and rage. She was transcendent at my mercy.“W-what, I have no connection with them.”Pressing her cheeks tightly together, puckering her pillowed lips. “Why else would you make those weapons if it wasn’t for them.” I mused.The nipple clams tighten with each sharp intake. “I-I” She stutters, “No.”Bellatrix’s skin glistened from the sweat but it’s nothing compared to her drenched pussy, her arousal perfuming the air like cherries dipped in wine. I’m a man of control, but this exquisite porcelain doll was testing that strength.Maddox salivated for her, something that has never happened before. “Fuck.” He hissed.Snow-white skin tainted by red lashes that welted, she was keening with pleasure and eager for the pain. I was so fucking hard, fire coursing through my veins. I wanted complete control over her and I had it. Bellatrix body sang for me, something she wouldn’t admit.Sliding my fingers between her slick folds,
Bellatrix SinclairServing the King breakfast is one of my duties as his slave. I’m uncertain why a full spread is prepared when he always chooses scrambled eggs on toast and black coffee. This time, he sips on his coffee while reading on his tablet.We were alone, the new head maid ordered to leave once I laid out the dishes. I can feel his gaze searing through the fabric and branding my skin like he did last night. There must be something wrong with me to like what he did to me.An exquisite blend of pain and pleasure, an addiction that burned through my veins like lava.“Bellatrix.” He calls in that deep, sultry voice as he rose from the chair.Swallowing the desire that threatens to ruin me, focusing on the way I loathed serving him. “Yes, my King.”Lazarus towered over me, darkness exuding from his pores and electrifying my senses. He backs me against the table, hands settling on either side and caging me in. Mischief danced within his blackened orbs, fingers curling around my th
Bellatrix SinclairThree Days LaterNever in my wildest dreams did I see myself enjoying the company of a werewolf. The hatred that usually burned in my belly disappeared in her presence. Karina is a treasure, so sweet and kind that I don’t think I’ve even met humans with her empathy and compassion.Karina glides through the room, not drawing too much attention and yet I could see the envious glances. It’s only been a week since her appointment and already disgusting rumours have been spread about her.She wasn’t fazed, she was used to it and that only solidified her truth. That Omega’s were treated different in their society, outcasted like humans.“I would like your assistance Bellatrix, please follow me.” Karina says, keenly aware of the eyes that follow us.“Yes Miss.” Tipping my head forward and following her lead.We leave the drawing room and ventured to the east wing, known as the entertainment. Karina halted in the hallway, scanning her surroundings before waving a hand. We t
Bellatrix Sinclair“You shouldn’t be out of bed.” Lazarus chastised, features hardening as he leaned back into the chair.“It’s been almost two weeks, I’ve recovered.” I said sternly. “Don’t think I don’t know what you are up to.”His silence was all the confirmation I needed; the tense atmosphere seeping into his muscles. Not that I blame him, this was a huge betrayal from the only family he had left.Lazarus lifts his gaze to meet mine, arching an eyebrow. “What exactly do you think I am up to?”I sighed, exasperated. “You called for Judah and Valeria. It’s quite obvious that you are planning on confronting your uncle.”“Quite perceptive.” He mused with a smirk.I sucked in a sharp breath, unease curdling in my stomach. “Are you going to tell them about the prophecy and my wolf?”His stare is cryptic, like h
Bellatrix SinclairIn the darkened abyss, this white wolf was radiant – practically glowing like a beacon of hope. She rested her head on her paws; eyes closed like she was sleeping. An invisible force propelled me forward, the further I got – I realized we weren’t entirely alone.This wolf blended with the night, unnoticeable unless you were close. Much bigger in contrast to her, softness in those pitch-black orbs as they focused on her. There was something familiar about this dark wolf, nudging his head gently against hers affectionately.His gaze lifted to mine with equal tenderness. “Finally, you’re awake.”My brows drew together in confusion, “Do you know me?”I’m not sure how I can interpret his expression, clouded by desolation. “You will know me now, because of her.”There was something beautiful about them unlike others I’ve encountered, gleaming with adoration.“Who is she?” I asked curiously, flicking my gaze to our surroundings, “Where are we?”“The answers you seek, he wi
Lazarus De Loughrey“Mate.” Maddox growled, his voice echoing within my mind.This wasn’t an illusion, it was all true. The horrifying screams that vibrated through my body, agony piercing the core of my soul – it was Bellatrix’s cries for help because of the transformation.“You let me hear her voice on purpose.” I marveled, “Mates are unable to hear each other’s voice unless they have marked each other.”Melody embodied fierceness, even in this moment – she was aggressive and a force to be reckoned with – just like Bellatrix. Their souls were intertwined in perfect harmony despite Melody being locked away.She spoke with serenity, a certain warmth that I felt in my heart. “We are a special case; it would have been true if Bellatrix didn’t have any feelings for you, but she is inlove with you.”My heart quickened, elation coiling around my heart. Her expression morphed with pure malice, turning her head towards the target. “No time for that, I can only manage my sanity for a few minu
Bellatrix Sinclair“KILL!” a mysterious voice boomed, bursting my eardrums. “KILL!”The voice penetrated my mind like a thousand needles, and I grabbed my head as every vein screamed in protest, ready to burst. I bit down hard, agony tearing through me mercilessly. It was unescapable, an intense pressure on my chest that crushed my lungs.I choked, banging my chest when every breath burned like acid. “Whats......happening.” I gasped, Thomas’s figure blurring amid the rain and intense fire penetrating my eyes.Something was wrong, something backfired and now my body was rejecting me, desperate to disintegrate my soul into nothing but ashes.Crashing down onto my hands and knees. A raw, violent scream tore from my throat, chaos exploding inside me. “Help me,” I sobbed, barely able to breathe, when something slammed into my chest with brutal force.I coughed blood, fire seared my flesh until all that remained was unimaginable pain. The sickening cracking of bones thundered as my arms jer
Bellatrix SinclairThe pain was excruciating, piercing every nerve and pulling tautly until they tore like threads. My pulse roared in my ears, fire spreading through my veins and burning me from the inside. He sank his fangs deeper into my flesh and a raw scream ripped from my throat, unrelenting pain hitting me like bolt of lightning, vicious in its intensity.I jerked my leg frantically, desperate to drive my heel into his foot before he tore a chunk of flesh from my neck. Choking on the intensity of his vice grip, a pounding in my head as I was tethering the edge of death in a few seconds.Jabbing my heel into his foot with all my strength. No thoughts – just the raw need to escape. His fangs detach, a hissed cry slipping from his bloody lips before he released me.I gasped, struggling to breathe past the agony constricting my chest. My feet tremble as I try to run, each step slower than the last. Blood coats my fingers as I clutch my neck, pain flaring with every pulse.Thomas sn
Bellatrix SinclairI stared at him, analyzing every detail from top to bottom. He wore a sharp suit, pristine and immaculate for a dead man. “I guess it’s true what they say, a corpse is always the best dressed.” I said, my tone dripping with acid.He let out a sinister chuckle, insanity dilating his pupils. With a flick of his wrist, he adjusted his suit. “Indeed, your corpse will be the personification of beauty in death.” He responded smoothly.Anger and confusion surging through my veins like poison and clouding my mind. “You were sentenced to death, you were executed.” I scowled bitterly. “Thomas Grey.”He tsked, the sound filled with disappointment and caution. “This what happens when you give humans a little freedom, they start breaking the rules.”Arching a pointed brow at him,A sly grin crept across my lips, arching a pointed brow at him. "You are no longer an Alpha or a King, do I really need to show you respect?”His nostrils flared, eyes ablaze with vexation. “Humans can
Bellatrix SinclairThe gown was utterly breathtaking, a marvelous blend of darkness against the starry night. Blinking rapidly, unable to accept that it was me in the mirror. A deep onyx colour that reminded me of Lazarus, shimmering a midnight blue under the light. Intricate silver embroidery along the bodice, delicate vines dancing along the sweetheart neckline, mesh material that wrapped around my collarbones and climbed to my neck.Sheer long sleeves and ruffled layered skirts that flowed like the ocean waves, shifting from translucent to utter darkness and similar detailing of silver embroidery along the edges. Even the slightest movement had the dress moving like a subtle breeze in the night.My heart fluttered when the door opened, a spike in my pulse as our eyes locked through the mirror. Lazarus doesn’t move, remaining like a statue for what seemed like hours. He emulated royalty in a three-piece suit, so handsome and lethal, a poison I’d wi
Bellatrix SinclairLazarus’s footsteps thundered, echoing throughout the palace in the dead of the night like an impending doom. Usually, he ensures his presence is undetectable and moves in silence but tonight was different.And I knew why.He slams the door open, “Don’t pretend to be asleep,” he barked, his voice acidic. “I know you aren’t.”Fucking hell. I released a breath, riddled with annoyance. Flinging the covers off and rising to my feet. “Is there a reason you are disturbing my peace?” I retorted sharply.His fiery vibrations pierced through my core, scorching my skin and setting the room ablaze as he closed the distance between us. “Peace?” a cruel smile danced across his lips, bittersweet venom on his tongue. “Must have been utter torture to live apart from him, even brought him here under false pretenses. You just couldn’t stay away from him.”Hi
Lazarus De Loughrey“Bellatrix Sinclair does show promise,” One of the members mused. “Too bad she’s a human.” He laughed tauntingly. “She’s perfect as a slave though.”I squeezed my fists behind my back, rage boiling in my chest and spreading like wildfire in my veins. They continued to ridicule Bellatrix, purposely getting under my skin to garner a reaction and decipher my true emotions for her. Another part was simply because they were assholes with no lives.“Those knives she invented, tiger claws? That was impressive, we should use it.” She giggled manically. “We should imprison her; I want to see what other stuff she can make.”A sharp metallic taste pooled on my tongue, swallowing my frustration. I fucking hated coming here, these meeting with The Syndicate were becoming too frequent since the competition. They slandered her name, destroying her character and emphasized that she was worthless in the test of time.They were cowards, hiding in the shadows. They would happily slau