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
As the only human attending classes with all the werewolves, it feels like I'm the lone sheep in a wolf pack.I take a deep breath, burying my head lower. I don't dare make eye contact with any werewolf to avoid further bullying. Most humans believe the only way to escape bullying is to become the mate of the werewolf king. I find that idea revolting!I focus my attention on today's textbook, but as I rummage through my bag for it, my fingers touch something sticky, making my stomach churn. I tear open the book to find a tar-like substance reeking with a putrid smell. They're completely ruined, and I don't have money to buy new ones.Suddenly, the five core bullies in the classroom burst out laughing, as if they'd been eagerly anticipating this very scene.One of the core bullies, Kelly, didn't think this was enough. She approached me as crumpled paper balls flew towards my head. Her glossy pink lips curled into a sly smile. "Looks like you've made quite a mess of things."My brows kn
Bellatrix SinclairI quickly changed my clothes and was about to enter the weapons testing department, but Nathan stopped me.Nathan is the Beta for the Eclipse Pack and head of Weapon X Manufacturing Company. While he acknowledges my extraordinary skills, he remains firm on the belief that humans are inferior to werewolves.He closes the distance between us, tracing his fingertips along my arm towards my bicep. I’m not oblivious to the desire flashing in his gaze, he has tried on multiple occasions with his advances. I shrug them off, however I couldn’t control my reactions.My muscles lock instantly, fear slithering down my spine and rattling my bones. “You’re so beautiful for a human.” His condescending voice steeped in desire that only made my stomach curl in revulsion.Attempting to focus on my task, my throat clogged by panic as I tremble. “Ah, you’re shivering at my touch.” He taunts, honey trickling from his tongue, “You always like when I touch you, don’t think I don’t notice
"You will be mine! You are destined to not escape!" A wolf in the darkness, its green eyes glaring at me.Its claws reached out for me, and I was so scared that I immediately ran away!"No! I will absolutely not become your mate!""Ah?!" I immediately screamed, then a pair of large hands steadied me."Beatrix," a gentle voice called, giving me a light push, "Wake up." I opened my eyes to see my best friend, Colton. He was a human-werewolf hybrid, bullied just like me.Colton looked at my attire quizzically, his sapphire eyes sparkling in the sunlight like the ocean. "What happened last night? You overslept, unlike your usual self."We had a fixed time to train every day. That was why he came to my home.Lying wasn’t an option with Colton otherwise he would continuously pester me until I revealed the truth and apart of me hated lying to him. Therefore, I spoke the truth, recounting the entirety along with Nathan’s proposal that I denied to his dismay and the way he began touching me in
This week, Ethan didn't continue to bother me, perhaps he was convinced that I wouldn't become the Wolf King's mate, so he was patiently waiting for that day.Tomorrow is the gene screening, thinking about all this, my stomach felt like it was burned by gastric acid.I didn't forget Bonnie's wish, I went to the mall.I called Bonnie, but got her voicemail instead, so I chose to text her that I received her necklace. It was a luxurious piece of jewelry, the necklace was studded with small diamonds, with a large ruby in the center.“Well, well.” A sickening voice I recognised garnering my attention.Lifting my head to meet the wicked Benedict and Kylie. My jaw tenses at their vile faces, Kylie glances at the bag and she chuckles, “Trying to look pretty to entice a mate? Newsflash human, even that necklace wouldn’t be able to help you.”Benedict smirks as they approach me, Kylie snatching the bag from my hand with ease. “I think this would look better on me, no need to waste such beauty
Bellatrix SinclairToday would decide my fate, the genetic screening for the mate selection was taking place. Before I left the medical room last night, Colton had to administer a shot to prevent any swelling for the next forty-eight hours otherwise my face would have puffed like a blowfish.However, like this day, the bruises on my face were unescapable. An ugly swirl of purple and black colouring my cheeks and stretching to my left eye, quickly applying an entire tube of concealer over them.I couldn’t have any imperfections. For the genetic screening, humans were required to be pristine in order to make the choice easier for werewolves. Reiterating the notion that they were truly vain, only caring about appearances instead of what truly mattered.Giving myself a onceover in the mirror, the thick layer of concealer I put on my skin made it impossibly pale, making me appear sickly. Rummaging through the mess on my table, snatching the contour and carving more defined cheekbones, bron
Bellatrix SinclairFuck no, the universe was playing a twisted a game and I wasn’t going to be a part of it.Under the intensity of his intimidating gaze, I declare, “I, Bellatrix Sinclair, reject you, Lazarus de Loughrey, as my mate.”Everyone gasps in shock while I lost all ability to breathe. His obsidian eyes burned with the essence of rage, “You think you can reject me human.” He snarled menacingly, “You are mine if I want you. Humans don’t get to oppose the Mate Selection; you don’t have a choice.”Trepidation was rapidly consuming me from the revelation that I was the Werewolf King’s human mate, however his words had shattered the cloud of dread. Now I was fucking pissed. My blood was boiling, igniting a fire in my belly that spread like wildfire.“And whose fault is that?” I snapped unconsciously with a bitter tone.Lazarus’s eyes darkened malevolently; sparks explode from his fingertips as they curl around my bicep with a punishing grip that I can’t escape from as he drags me
Bellatrix Sinclair“You are not my master.” I rebuffed sharply, yanking my hand away.Rubbing my thighs together that were greeted by dampness. I stood by my words although I would wallow in self-loathing another day. In this moment, I was completely entranced by his malevolent beauty.The personification of darkness in the flesh.“Is that so?” he returned, his orbs glittering with excitement, “I think you might like it.”Arching a brow as my jaw tensed, ‘Why would I want you to control me when your kind has been doing it for centuries.” I seethed, his ignorance only fuelling my hatred.Lazarus’s regarded me through lowered lashes, his callous fingertips caressing my thighs, stretching higher until my dress bunched at the waist. His eyes darted to my lacy panties, “Lies will get you cursed Bellatrix.” He inhaled, shutting his eyes for a second.When he opened them, pupils dilated as they pierced my own. It was magnetic, hot-blooded – dangerous. If I touched the flames, it would destro
Bellatrix SinclairHis features hardened ominously, an eerie silence between us as I refuse to answer. His eyes became a bottomless pit of destruction, controlled in its cataclysm as he examined the bruises. Gently brushing his knuckles against my cheek, the touch soft and delicate like a feather.“Who did this to you?” he asked again in a low voice.Pressing my lips tightly together, swallowing the names. I’m not a fool to think Lazarus cares about me, I’ve begrudged the notion of others saving me. Only I can save myself and I’ve handled the bullying thus far. “None of your business.” I grit through my teeth in response, not meeting his gaze.“I’m giving you one more chance, tell me.” he demands aggressively, “Tell me Bellatrix.”I scoff, frustrated. “I don’t need to tell you anything, it’s none of your business.”I knew my place with Lazarus, a human mate that he only saw as a slave to his desires. “The deal was to give you an heir, not to give you my secrets.” I said, my voice asse
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