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 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 SinclairStatic thundered in my ears, shifting to white noise. A sharp pain that pierced my muscles, a pounding in my skull as if splitting my brain in half. I barely managed to open my eyes, distorted vision that slowly seeped into chaos.My eyes stretched wide-open, shock tearing through me as I watched the explosion of madness. Pushing onto my knees, fire igniting in my joints and searing my muscles. Only moments ago, I was being crowned Luna. The joy and uncertainty of the future was obliterated, crumbling into complete ruins before my eyes.An excruciating burn tore through my lungs, crushing my chest with every breath. “Lila.....Lazarus.” I rasped, searching for them upon the broken stage but I couldn’t find them past the rubble.The menacing roars from the wolves reached my ears, drawing my attention to the perpetrators. They were covered in black from top to bottom, exposing only their eyes devoid of humanity. There was
Bellatrix Sinclair“Are you nervous?” Lila quizzed, pocking her head through the curtain and scanning the crowd like I’ve been doing every five minutes. “Who are you looking for?”The judges sat on the stage, on the far right. Lazarus and Donovan were seated next to each other, calm and composed, as if yesterday didn’t happen. Animosity brimming to the surface, only visible to the ones who knew the truth.My chest tightened, agony bleeding from the heart strings that tied us together. No one would guess that he confessed his pain last night, the betrayal of his family became an infected wound that would never heal.Suddenly, those pitch-black orbs locked on mine. “I can feel you worrying, Ma Cherie.” His silvery voice teased. “Focus on yourself, the voting is drawing to a close in a few minutes.”Flashing him a blank stare as I frowned. “Are you okay? It cannot be easy.”
Bellatrix SinclairA king should always suppress their resentment, but there is only so much one could handle before it completely devoured their soul. There was no justice in this world, and he knew that better than anyone, The Syndicate managed to take away the only family he had left.Agony chewed at his heart and despair ripped his flesh apart. Lazarus was being consumed by a blackhole of desolation, falling deeper into the abyss until nothing remained but pure rage. None of us knew his wraith, however I suspected it would be a catastrophe for everyone.He disappeared after The Syndicate dismissed him, usually he would have scolded me for breaking the rules. Except, he instructed Christian to escort me back to the palace for the participants. He was trying to endure his suffering, attempt to repress the hatred that was clearly tearing him apart.The only way he knew how to do that was alone.But I couldn’t shake the acrimonious fire surging through my bloodstream, he had every rig
Bellatrix Sinclair“Clearly he underestimated my abilities.” Melody glowered, expressing her disbelief. “It will take alot more to knock us out.”Her voice became distorted by the splitting headache, another side-effect of the sleeping drug that added to the density of my body. “This feels weird.” I grumbled under my breath.I should be freaking out by such foreign sensations of her voice creeping into my mind, yet it strangely felt right. Melody spoke softly, appeasing the hesitation in my soul from this revelation. “You will get used to it eventually. If you find it too intrusive, envision a wall separating us and you won’t be able to hear my voice.”She was providing comfort, trying to ease my acceptance that I was no longer human. I don’t think I’ve fully comprehended that I’m a werewolf, especially one in the prophecy – which I didn’t believe but Lazarus seemed adamant.Christian flicked his gaze to the rearview mirror, a mirage of emotions filtering through his orbs before his f
Lazarus De LoughreyThe Syndicate resided in a castle, atop the mountains that gave the illusion it floated in the sky. It was secluded from the rest of the Kingdom’s, stationed on a vast piece of land without a soul in sight. Although I knew this place wasn’t truly their home, that information was strictly confidential.Now it made sense that whenever I tried to figure out the identities of the other Elder’s - I came to a dead end and that was due to Donovan’s interference.Bellatrix’s curled her fingers into my jacket, bunching the material in a tight grip. She can barely manage to lift her head, shallow pants slipping from her lips. “Lazarus.....what did you do?”I raised her chin, a magnetic collision of those crystalized blues, lids drooping as she fought the drug. “It’s for your own good.” I said, softly.“I’m supposed....to....help.” Her voice faded as she slumped against me.Carefully maneuvering her back to the leather seat, I adjusted the dosage of the sleeping drug to ensur
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