Bellatrix SinclairEight Months Later (20 Years Old)This wedding didn’t abide by tradition, but we were determined to create a new world and that began with us. Clutching the bouquet of red roses, anticipation arising in the form of butterflies in my stomach. Valeria, Karina and Lila surrounding me, adorned in silk lilac dresses, gushing over me.The only thing separating us were these massive white double doors, I meticulously planned everything and yet I couldn’t control the pounding in my heart, a bundle of nerves and excitement at the prospect of our new future together. My cheeks burned as I smiled, I never thought I could feel this magnitude of joy that it would consume me.“Are you ready?” They asked, beaming.“Never been more ready in my life.”Melody was pouncing around zealously because this day wasn’t any traditional wedding, it was also the crowning of the Luna ceremony which meant the final completion of our mate bond. I chose to wait, such moments while intimate for oth
Bellatrix SinclairThree Months LaterEverything changed overnight, naturally the objective of peace came with a few hindrances. Some wolves protested the central districts being open to the public, they wanted the exclusivity that no longer existed.The Syndicate was dismissed, effective immediately. Publicly humiliated and forced into submission, Lazarus gave them grace by keeping their lives and 40% of their finances. Of course, they could hide from everyone but not from him. If they should the slightest bit of rebellion – death awaited them.“All that’s missing is a crown.” I mused, threading my fingers through his luscious locks, dancing my other hand along his sculptured chest.Lazarus tightened his grip on my thigh, his touch searing through the fabric. “We have a meeting in five minutes, Ma Cherie. Don’t test my patience.” He warned with a teasing smirk, obsidian orbs glowing fiercely with hunger.I sat astride on his lap; the paperwork discarded upon his desk and his concentr
Bellatrix Sinclair“We will not stand for this.” M exclaimed, fuming. “You dare defy us.”The Syndicate were ominous, practically legendary and standing in front of them – they were annoying.I had to restrain myself from rolling my eyes, the irritation clearly visible in my expression. All they did was fling insults and throw around their power as a tactic for intimidation. They wanted to force Lazarus to submit in the public eye and they weren’t getting it.A bitter chuckle escaped J’s mouth, his tone filled with spite. “We gave you everything you have; we made you King but make no mistake – the decision is ours, not yours.”Digging my nails into my palm, I sucked in an enraged breath that had me grinding my teeth. “What have you done for us?” I fired back, my voice scathing, “King Lazarus works tirelessly, endlessly – for everyone, humans and werewolves. He finds solutions to problems, he will be the enemy to ensure his people are safe and happy. He is a selfless king.” Acid laced
Lazarus De LoughreyThere will be a reform in the law, and it begins now.The Syndicate wanted to deny me the chance of change, presuming that a quick trial would hinder my prospects. A devilish smirk curved along my lips, no longer will they have control over me, I worked hard for years to gain the proper information to dismantle the hierarchy.Donovan shouted at the top of his lungs as they dragged him out of the courtroom. “YOU UNGRATEFUL PIECE OF SHIT. I RAISED YOU.”Bjorn made a pathetic attempt to fight off the guards, I’m surprised that he was a leader with those poor combat skills. They made a fool of themselves in front of the entire world, and I was going to add the people sitting on the Bench to that list.J and M were startled, I had them frazzled the moment I suggested those letters because they were the first letters of their names. They kept the others purposely in-check, one wrong move and I will reveal the truth.“State the purpose.” J demanded sharply.“No need to ru
Bellatrix SinclairThis was the type of court only established in history books, an expansive space with no end in sight, the clicking of shoes against the white tiles that garnered an echo. Dark walls wrapped around the room, a heavy spotlight shining in the middle, conveniently providing partial view of the raised platform.The Syndicate members were seated on the bench, masked within the shadows. Floating orbs whizzed above, awaiting the command to start broadcasting. We climbed the steps to our podium while everyone in our inner circle took their seats in the gallery.My lips set into a hard line, a scrunch between my brows as I glared into the shadows. “Are they allowed to do that?” I asked Lazarus through the mind-link. “Usually, other trials are conducted with judges who you can actually see.”Lazarus’s aura was powerful and magnetic; one would suffocate with his mere presence. His cold eyes bore into them with a menacing expression. “This is a high-profile trial to prosecute t
Bellatrix SinclairFacing complete darkness, their penetrating gaze amid the shadows felt like sharp knives grating against my skin. I was being assessed, judged and belittled. This was the superiority I expected when I first met Lazarus, but clearly, they believed themselves to be immortal.I didn’t buy that shit, immortality was a lie, and wolves were blessed with a slower aging process. Except those were baseless accusations when I didn’t know their faces nor history.However, there was something ominous about Lazarus’s words. A double meaning that sent the council members into a state of panic. I truly wondered what they feared, what were their secrets?Bjorn and Donovan were placed in the elite prison for notorious criminals; it was famous for being the only prison that was inescapable. We couldn’t take chances, in sixteen hours, the trial would begin in front of the whole world.Once we returned to the castle, preparations were necessary to establish peace between humans and wer