Bellatrix SinclairI’m dusting the books in the library when Lazarus enters, “I have a surprise for you.” he announces.Glancing at him over my shoulder, giving him a dry look. “That usually isn’t a good thing.”Lazarus rolls his eyes, “Karina will help you, be ready in one hour.”“Where are we going?” Arching a brow at him suspiciously, “If you’re going to kill me, no need to dress me up for the slaughter.” I explained.Lazarus exhaled, annoyed. “Just be ready, no excuses.”“Not like I have a choice.”My heart quickened as he made his way toward me. It had to be the sex clouding my judgement, but it’s also Karina’s words of his true position of power. I’m torn on where to direct my anger; I’m wavering in my hatred towards him.He towers over me, and we lock eyes. I can never understand him especially when he fingers trace the collar on my neck. “For one night.” He uttered, removing the collar.A cool breeze brushed against my naked throat, there was never a physical weight to it, but
Lazarus de LoughreyDragging Bellatrix out of the restaurant, I thought bringing her to the Central District would have given her a chance to see the humanity that werewolves possess. However, she was adamant on fighting me at every turn and loathing my kind.She couldn’t escape my iron grip, not even when I forced her into the limo. Punching the button for the screen to separate us, her heart thundered ferociously while her gaze burned brightly with disdain.“I hate you.” She spat.My heart hammered painfully in my chest, rage pumping viciously in my veins as every muscle tensed in aggravation. Curling my fingers around her slender throat, feeling her rapid pulse against my thumb while her cheeks flushed. “The feeling is mutual.” I snarled in a lie.She was infuriatingly and stubborn. I don’t understand her anger, I don’t understand her resentment – it seemed irrational. Bellatrix’s temper continued to rise, directing her fury upon me when all I’ve done is try to keep humans safe.Wh
Bellatrix SinclairI felt indifferent towards him.His evil soul was about to be revealed when he tried to force himself on me. I couldn’t control my emotions, overwhelmed by his cruelty. I hated that he saw my weakness. Regardless that he stopped when he saw my tears, I didn’t want to be around him.Sitting another hour in his presence was suffocating and one we arrived at the palace; I wanted to escape him. Except, I awaited him to go back on his word, anticipating the collar. Dread seeped into my stomach, bile arising in my throat.He was the Werewolf King; he can take what he wants from me because I’m his slave.Releasing a shaky breath, my mind racing and unconsciously I spit out, “If you are going to put the collar on me, just do it already.”Lazarus halts, shifting around to face me. His brows lowered, “I told you I wouldn’t.” He reiterated. “Why –““King Lazarus.” Christian interrupted, “I have something to discuss with you.”Lazarus exhaled, shutting his eyes for a brief seco
Bellatrix SinclairLazarus was going to kill her; I saw it in his eyes.Springing into action, clawing at his arms and trying to pry them off my sister. Except Lazarus was relentless in his pursuit of her death, his vice grip seconds aways from crushing her windpipe.“Lazarus, please let her go.” I begged ardently.He didn’t listen, his gaze burning with disdain. Bonnie’s face paled, gurgling sounds emitting from her throat. A few more seconds and she will be dead.I acted impulsively, a reckless decision that could warrant my death alongside hers.Grabbing the back of his neck and smashing my lips against his forcefully. He was startled by my reaction, a buzzing under his skin as he released Bonnie, her body dropping to the ground with a loud thud.Lazarus seized my face in both palms, prying my lips apart and forcing his tongue against mine. Squirming under his dominance, plastering myself against him shamelessly. His tongue expelled his frustrations, stealing every ounce of oxygen
Bellatrix SinclairThe Next DayI chose to make his breakfast today, a gesture of gratitude. Serving Lazarus his meals gave me the opportunity to determine his likes and dislikes. When it came to breakfast, he preferred scrambled eggs with diced onion and chillies, crispy bacon, fruit salad without any pears and lastly a sweet dessert. This time I opted for waffles topped with two scoops of vanilla ice cream drizzled in chocolate sauce.Lazarus arched a brow, scepticism written all over his face. “Here you go Master.” I smiled, pouring black coffee into his mug and serving him a bit of everything on his plate.“Where’s the malice Ma Cherie?” he smirks, “I always expect my food to be served with a side of your bitterness.” He teased, sipping on his coffee.Rolling my eyes, pressing the fork into the eggs and lifting it to his lips. “I’m trying to be nice, why must you ruin it.”He chuckles, “Because you detest being nice to me.”“Maybe.”Lazarus slips the fork from my fingers, his lips
Bellatrix Sinclair“Do I really have to meet them?” I groaned, trudging behind him. “I don’t see why you need me there.”Lazarus quickly turns around, halting my steps, his gaze sharpening at me. “You are my personal assistant now; you are obligated to be at my side.” He recalled. “Do you really think I’m letting you out of sight after that stunt you pulled.”Releasing a forced laugh, “Water under the bridge?”Shaking his head, shooting me a dry look. Forcing a smile on my lips, shoulders deflating. “My apologies, King Lazarus.”Lazarus wasn’t in the mood for sarcasm, pushing me into his office. I didn’t want to be here, especially with two new faces I have never encountered. Karina and Christian smiled in greeting; the others weren’t as welcoming.I give them an awkward wave, unaware of where I stood in this moment as Lazarus glided pass me and towards the front of his desk. The piercing silence was shattered by Christian’s voice. “I didn’t think you would bring her into this so soon
Lazarus De LoughreyI didn’t think Bellatrix could get any more intriguing, but she found ways to surprise me.I wanted to see the true essence of her skills therefore I brought her to my exclusive training grounds knowns as Neo Grave. It was an open field in the middle of the forest, an expansive space within a dome. The dome is translucent and I’m able to control the material of the barrier, while also shifting the environment within the dome from the vast greenery to a training room of black walls.Neo Grave was filled with all kinds of weapons, even prototypes. Ranging from target practice to combat, there were even simulations for individuals to practice their shooting skills in a more realistic environment.Sadly, when you kill a simulation, there is no blood, and that was rather disappointing.“Are you really going to let Valeria and Bellatrix fight, hand-to-hand combat.” Maddox exclaimed, growling in disapproval. “This is fucked up, even for you.”That itching flares under my
Lazarus De LoughreyBellatrix let out a melodious laugh, airy and sweet. It was an addictive and enticing sound that I wanted to hear again, there wasn’t malice behind the trigger but a sliver of arrogance at besting Valeria.Valeria stared at her wide-eyed, speechless for the first time in her life. Her gaze twinkled in awe and newfound admiration.The fight was exhilarating, the brutality and force from both side yet an unexpected twist in victory. I doubted Bellatrix’s strength, deemed her unmatched against a wolf. She surpassed my expectations and bested a great warrior.Bellatrix was marvellous.This was my mate, the one blessed to me by the Moon Goddess – a human with the power to rival werewolves.Something wrapped around my soul, flames of indignation and adoration. The praise was sweet on my tongue, a temptation that desperately wanted to draw out that radiant smile from her lips. Although I was never given the opportunity, the crushing weight of detestation boiling my blood
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