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“How?” Lazarus gritted.“It remains unknown, according to the guards there wasn’t any foul play.” Christian relayed.Their voices fade into the background as I remember the initial conversation I had with Bonnie when she arrived at the palace, amid the gloating she spoke of Lazarus imprisoning Nathan. I recall her vague reasoning, “Something about selling weapons to a rebellion.” She waved dismissively, “Honestly who cares.”I fucking cared. Bonnie didn’t realize the value in her information, I’ve been searching for the Human Rebellion while Nathan had been in contact with them. It had to be for money considering his disdain for humankind, he believed werewolves superior and handing over weapons wasn’t anything to stress over.But he royally fucked up.However, his death came as a shock to me because werewolf laws don’t enforce a strict punishment upon wolves opposed to humans. We were tortured endless and bloodily, wolves practically get a slap on the wrist.Except
Lazarus De LoughreyI trusted Bellatrix to handle herself, however it didn’t mean that I wanted to leave her alone.Elias Harrison was the first Alpha to support my succession to the throne which garnered my respect, something that the other Alpha’s aren’t privileged to. I respected his opinions and let him express his grievances without being filtered.He’s one of the only Alpha’s who doesn’t strictly follow the Iron Laws, combining the Darkmoon Tribe with the Red District. They lived in a harmonious environment which made me much more lenient to chastise him.“You spoke of recent trading regarding witches.” I began, taking a seat.Elias handed over a folder and at first glance, the paperwork involved a detailed analysis of profitability while highlighting the aid it will provide to the soldiers at the border. “Approximately 30% will be given to the soldiers.”“That steep, even for you.”“They offered more than I anticipated, and I wasn’t going to object.”Skimming through the papers
Bellatrix Sinclair“Impressed you how?” I said dryly, aggravated by this obvious ridicule.Lazarus strolled towards me, his gaze sparkling devilishly while the edges of his lips lifted subtly. “You were quick on your feet; your reaction time is faster than I anticipated, and your combat skills are impressive.”Narrowing my gaze, “I sense a but. You never give compliments without critics.”He smiled, “You know me well,” taking a lock of my hair and gently playing with it. “Xander was a stroke of luck, what are you going to do if it’s someone of my size.”I swallowed, a fluttering initiating in my chest at his actions, they were distracting, and I’ve noticed that he’s been doing it frequently. “Utilize my skills-“Before I could speak, he grabbed my hand and twisted my body until my back was plastered against his chest. His grip tightened on my right hand, “Now what are you going to do?” he whispered into my ear that cause goosebumps to arise.Making a move to elbow him in the stomach w
Bellatrix SinclairI stared at the royal tester convulsing on the floor, his eyes rolling back. “Call the emergency doctor.” Lazarus instructed calmly, “Place him in the infirmary immediately and monitor his condition.”The guards carry the royal tester out of the dining room, Lazarus whispers something to Karina who takes the plate of food away. I’m momentarily stunned at what transpired, it happened in the blink of an eye.“W-why do you have royal taster?” I blurted, “You never had one before-““I’ve always had one.” Lazarus stated, getting up without eating nor drinking anything on the table. “When you prepared my meals, I didn’t need one.” His lips curled into a devilish grin as he teased, “Where was a human going to get poison here?”“Poison…” I mumbled. It’s been two days since I saw the lengths these assassins will go to in order to kill him. There was approximately three today and it wasn’t even noon.Trailing behind Lazarus, completely absorbed in my own thoughts that I hadn’
Bellatrix SinclairOur eyes were locked in a trance, dread churned like acid in my stomach. I’ve never seen such violence, such bloodshed – it was disturbing.His sinister smile was even more terrifying stained by blood. “Are you scared Ma Cherie?”Lazarus strode towards me, malevolence dancing in his eyes. “You should be. This is what happens when people think they can try and kill me.”The pressure intensified in my chest as he lifted his hand, bloody tainted fingers twirling a lock of my hair. He was completely engrossed, his words soft and lethal. “So beautiful and I’ve tainted you.”“Who was that?” I blurted in question, despite the fear slithering in my veins like poison.He tilts his head, his gaze shrouded in darkness. “Concerned?”Swallowing the lump forming in my throat, a spillage of truth in his words.“An assassin.” Lazarus answered, his hand falling. “Many people want me dead Ma Cherie, you are just another person added to the list.”I blinked, a speck of desolation flic
Bellatrix Sinclair“This is the budget for the Royal Guards attending the borders, King Lazarus as expressed his interest on increasing the food and weapons supply for the patrollers as well as the compensation packages for the ones who have passed.” Judah explained each document thoroughly, transferring them into three separate folders. “He might sign off on them.”“No problem.” I say, clutching the folders to my chest. “Valeria went to the borders?”“Yes.”Shit. I didn’t even get to say goodbye. “How long?”Judah reads another document, stamping the pages with a royal mark. “Indefinately. They are required to monitor and provide feedback before taking action.”Being Lazarus assistant had it’s advantages, I was privy to information regarding the inner workings of his system. Majority of the fundings for each Kingdom was provided by Lazarus personally, something I was shocked by.“Can I ask you something?” I hesitated when he nodded. “Doesn’t The Syndicate fund the Kingdoms.”He looks
Bellatrix SinclairI narrowed my eyes at him. “They are your people. Are you saying that you don’t trust them?”He scoffed at my insolence. “In the essence of life, you are prey among predators.”“My skills have proven different. I can be the predator just as much as you.” I smirked, my voice sweet and condescending.Lazarus eyes sparkled poisonously, flooding my bloodstream with the toxic substance of his evil tendencies. “Ma Cherie,” his voice smooth like whiskey, “you have to be more vicious than this if you ever want to be a predator.”Entranced by those pitch-black orbs, a dark tower looming over me with vile intent. Arching a challenging brow, “I can pull the trigger.” I say, “Your rules restrict me from acting on those impulses.”His fingers sears through my cheek, catching a lock of my hair and twirling it around his finger. “Fear is more lethal than poison.” He stated. “The prospect of death doesn’t scare you, but your fear holds you back more than I do.”“Don’t act like you
Bellatrix Sinclair“The Golden Spa.” I read. “This certainly wasn’t what I expected.”Valeria smirks, squinting her eyes playfully. “Did you think something dirty?”“N-no.”She chuckled, “You totally did.” Nudging me gently, “Loosen up, this is supposed to be fun.”I wanted to be at ease, except the truth remained that I only came this district once with Lazarus. This was a completely new experience, uncharted territory because I’m venturing into werewolf’s domain as the only human without any semblance of power.A tightening initiated in my chest, searing my lungs and making it difficult to swallow. Anxiously bouncing from one foot to the other, Valeria placing a comforting hand onto my shoulder. “It’s going to be fine, I’m here.” She smiled reassuringly.Considering our first encounter was a disaster, I found myself believing her sincerity. The spa was in the central district, a different location and Valeria informed that there are various sections that make-up this place.Pushing
Bellatrix SinclairHis voice brought upon tranquillity, something I’ve lost in Lazarus presence.“Did I hear you correctly?” Emmett repeated. “During the Mate Selection, you were matched to King Lazarus?”“Yes.”“So you are his mate?”“Apparently.” Mates were divine connections for werewolves, a blessing from their Moon Goddess.Emmett released an exasperated breath, “I don’t think you realise what you are in for.”Rolling my eyes. “My priority is getting out of here. We are on the same page; we don’t want anything to do with each other.”“Angel.” His sullen tone murmured, “He might say all that, but I read somewhere that a werewolf cannot resist a mate bond. It’s an intertwining of souls, something you cannot fight.”I chuckled. “Good thing I’m not a werewolf, I don’t feel that connection.”He grew suspiciously silent. “Hello? Emmett?”He whispered in question. “Do you really feel nothing for him?”Goosebumps arose on my skin, ice coursing through my veins because why was I consideri
Bellatrix SinclairThere was a significant shift in his mood when he returned, a melancholy cloud looming over his head while his rage simmered to the surface.“The Vampire Diaries again.” Christian groaned, plopping down next to Valeria and stealing her batch of buttery popcorn.They all wave me off casually, engrossed in Elena’s discovery of being Katherina’s doppelganger. My focus was completely on Lazarus, he raced past without a second glance, yanking off his tie. “Lazarus.” I called, but he presses forward without a response.Trudging into his room, readying to slam the door in my face. “What the hell Lazarus!” I shouted, evading the attack.He tore off his jacket, frantically running his fingers through his hair. “Just leave Bellatrix.”“No. I’m not leaving.” I declared, shaking my head. “This obviously has something to do with The Syndicate.”“DONT!” He snapped, turning around and his eyes darkened, “You don’t get to ask me questions on what goes on there.”“Maybe I don’t have