Lazarus De LoughreyDonovan rounded the table, immediately embracing me as he’s always done when we are alone. He taps my shoulder, praise slipping from his tongue. “You truly are the best; I would have never thought you would give Emmett the position of Alpha and his own Kingdom.”“He is perfectly suited for the role.”“That he is.” Donovan agreed with a chuckle.“Uncle, why did you call me here? It’s very rarely that we speak amongst ourselves here.”I was under the impression this was a meeting with The Syndicate.Donovan waves a dismissive hand, “I have another meeting with one of the members in twenty minutes, seemed easier to do it here.”Arching a questionable brow, “Do what?”A teasing smirk danced upon his lips, “I heard that you’ve been getting along with your mate, quite well actually.”Tension locked in my muscles, the question of how he knew circulating in my brain. No one knows about my relationship with Bellatrix within the confines of the castle. I couldn’t show hostil
Bellatrix SinclairToday was the day of the Luna Selection Ceremony and I’ve never hated Lazarus more than I do now for subjecting me to this ridiculous game. For a split second when he mentioned the selection, I found hope that he would let me go and that was short-lived until he forced me into this.“Fucking Lazarus.” I gritted, downing the bubbly champagne to alleviate the anger and anxiety surging through me.I will admit that he was going all out for me to match the level of wealth that other contestants have. The elegant evening gown was breath-taking, glittering ethereally. Dark, midnight blue with layered skirts of sheer fabric and a central slit that revealed my legs. The diamond encrusted bodice shimmered, drawing attention to the off-shoulder neckline that was even more highlighted by the up-do hairstyle with tendrils curled to frame my face. Sheer sleeves flowing like water under the night sky, the gown was enchanting and elegant.A knock resounded and I was certain they a
Bellatrix SinclairHe spun me around, pressing my back against his chest. A buzzing under my skin that originated upon contact. I despised this kind of reaction, my body betraying me in every regard when it came to him.Lazarus traced along my collarbone, his touch electrocuting. My breath hitches, a tingling sensation shooting down my spine when he presses those soft lips against my neck. “You look magnificent.” He complimented. “Truly so beautiful.”Swallowing thickly, my cheeks burning at his praise. Without warning, he pressed a soft kiss to my cheek. Delight pouring into my veins like sugar, sticky and sweet.And I didn’t like it. Lazarus cannot have this effect on me.“It’s a shame that all these people will see you, I much rather keep you to myself.” He marvelled, interlacing our fingers and giving me a brief squeeze of assurance.“What are you trying to do here?” I snapped, agitated by my heart racing for him.“Nothing Ma Cherie, simply stating the truth.” He responded casuall
Bellatrix SinclairAll the attention was on Lazarus who stood front and centre, The King in his glory as his people worshipped him. He was sophisticated and charming, exuding a malevolent allure that captivated his audience.Anyone would be drawn to the darkness and willingly sin for this handsome man.He did a standard introduction, explaining the purpose of finding a Luna and the next Queen. That smile was pure deception, as if moment’s ago he didn’t threaten to kill me if I didn’t win. I roll my eyes backstage; he truly could wear any mask.The rhythmic clicking of heels sliced through the silence. Turning around to face the perpetrator, my body freezing in place as all twenty-eight contestants stood before me, the energy fierce and crackling as they planned my demise.Their gazes filled with pure disdain, “Fucking human.” Someone sneered from the back.They were singling me out because of one person, the leader of this group – Cassandra.Suddenly, the crushing weight of fear eleva
Bellatrix SinclairTears sprung to our eyes as we smack each other to shut up, unable to control our laugher. “I can’t breathe.” Lila wheezed.“She really tried ballet in that poofy ass dress.” I laughed so hard that my stomach pleaded for mercy.“That was anything but graceful.” Lila giggled, wiping the tears from her cheeks.I’ll commend her for getting back on her feet and attempting to finish that horrendous performance, even though she sucked. Whoever her teacher was, clearly, they lied that she had a talent for ballet. The applause was robotic and forced, although everyone backstage was laughing at her.Not like she doesn’t deserve it. Her bitter personality was the reason no one felt any sympathy for her. People might not have noticed but she was the only contestant from the Darkmoon Tribe on purpose, her father was the Alpha and therefore restricted anyone from joining at her request.
Bellatrix SinclairI was confident of Lazarus’s obsession with me, he was possessive when it came to me, and I used it to my advantage.Lazarus walked through a dimly lit hallway, no soul in sight and opened the door stationed in the middle. A strobe of neon lights filled the space, entirely empty aside from the leather sofa and rounded glass coffee table filled with alcohol and crystalized glasses.He strolled towards the sofa, throwing his arms across the backrest. Lazarus exuded raw power and fierce dominance that demanded my submission. Readying myself to strip, his deep voice halting my actions. “Did I say you can take your clothes off.”“Why shouldn’t I?” I challenged with a raised brow.His lips curve into a devilish grin, malice dripping from his blackened orbs. “I didn’t know had a talent for dancing.” He mockingly praised, “I bet you loved showing your seduction to the world, sho
Bellatrix SinclairLicking the swollen tip, his jaw tensing while those obsidian orbs swirled with a combination of greed, hunger and potent desire. His smoky vanilla scent overwhelming my senses, a similar hunger surging through my veins.Lazarus’s fingers crept along the back of my neck, sweeping my hair over my shoulder. I shouldn’t have mistaken his actions as care, fisting my hair and yanking until our eyes met. “Suck Ma Cherie.” He ordered, his gaze burning with fervour.His grip loosens but I won’t make the same mistake of trusting him. Swirling my tongue along the tip, a glistening reddish pink that I desperately craved. I became an entirely different being during intimacy with Lazarus, a separate energy constructed of raw animalistic pleasure that was insatiable.“Eyes on me.” He demanded with a strained voice.My cheeks flushed, meeting his sinful gaze. This strange buzzing erupting under my skin,
Lazarus De LoughreyCaressing the softness of her skin, stifling the dangerous urge to mark every inch of her. She drifted into a peaceful sleep ten minutes ago and the darkness that clouded my soul desperately craved to kill all participants and leave her as the last one standing. Donovan was The Syndicate, and they forced me into this, his subtle suggestions would have turned to demands eventually.There was no way I would let Bellatrix go; I wanted her a prisoner in my castle with no escape. When I saw Emmett with her in that room, I felt the sickening fire of jealousy burn through my veins. She shouldn’t have that spark in her eyes for him, like he was the personification of hopes and dreams.It was sickening and I wanted to destroy it, I wanted to ruin that connection until it was nothing but ashes and rubble.The desire surging through me was electrifying, desperate to draw her blood for my own possession.“You continuously surpri
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