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 SinclairMy muscles were sore, my body crying in agony as my brain struggled to comprehend reality past the sleepy fog. The scent of sweet oak, rich chocolate and vanilla tickled my nose, such a hypnotic combination that it became addictive. It originated from the warm jacket blanketing my skin.A buzzing at my fingertips as I curl them into the jacket, shamelessly smelling his jacket and savouring his scent. I never know for certain what my feelings are towards Lazarus, maybe I don’t want to know because the thought of falling in love with the one man I shouldn’t – fucking terrifies me.Especially when I feel the prominent ache in my heart at his absence.Pushing the confusion of my own feelings aside, I couldn’t stay here. Scanning the floor for my dress that was completely torn into pieces, “Fuck.”Slipping my arms through his jacket and fastening the buttons, picking up my dress to cover my chest as I neared the door, slowly pulling it open to make my escape.I’m stopped
Bellatrix SinclairWe all lined up after breakfast, Ashley summoning us. “The next round will be different; you will have time to prepare.” She clarified, reading off her tablet. “You have to prepare a handcrafted gift for King Lazarus, during the live broadcast you will present the gift with an explanation of why you chose it and it’s purpose.”“You will have three days, and I implore that you put some meaning behind your gift.” Her gaze narrowed with a silent warning. “I will reiterate that it must be your original work, items acquired through other means won’t be accepted.”“Good day ladies.” She says, giving a curt nod before departure.There were only a few women who formed a clique, quickly pilling into one room while the rest glared at every single one of us before disappearing into their respective rooms. Curling my fingers around Lila’s wrist, “Let’s go to the garden.”“Sure.”Taking a deep breath and marvelling in the fragrance of the rose and lavender, the sun providing a s
Bellatrix SinclairPushing out of the seat, a surge of urgency and panic that had my heart racing. “What are you doing here?”Bonnie’s mouth curved into a genuine smile. “It’s nice to see you again Bella.”Shock bolted down my spine, hitting every nerve so that I couldn’t budge. I prided myself on being an expert at reading her emotions, Bonnie’s features were always stiff when she wore her mask. This time, her expression was relaxed and sincere.I glared at Colton, seething. “What the hell have you been doing. Did you bring her here? Are you insane?”She frowned; her eyebrows drew together. “It’s okay Bella, Colton saved me from the era of my ways.”Grinding my teeth, stricken with confusion that I barely registered Bjorn’s voice. “Let’s leave the sisters to catch up, Colton.”Colton nodded, flashing a smile accompanied by a softened gaze. “I’m happy your here Bella, fighting with us.”Bjorn patted his shoulder, jerking his chin towards another booth on the opposite end. “We will be
Bellatrix SinclairI never envisioned the taste of freedom would be this bittersweet.Folding my arms across my chest, surveying my surroundings as we pass through a tunnel, darkness seeped into the car, goosebumps prickling my flesh.“Are you always like this?” Bjorn’s asked, casually.“Like what?”“On edge.”Turning my head to face him, squandered in the shadows that I could barely make out his expression. “I’m cautious. It’s only natural since I have no idea where we are going.” I responded, inserting a sliver of truth but unwilling to share more details.He chuckled, the sound airy and breezy. “That’s understandable considering what you have been through with that monstrous creature.”I pressed my lips tightly together, biting my tongue to suppress the rebuttal. His tone woven with disdain when speaking of wolves, I could relate in the past, but everything changed. I’d be detesting myself and Melody didn’t deserve that hatred when she saved me from Thomas.Swallowing the painful e
Bellatrix SinclairMy mind was spiraling, thoughts scrambled by uncertainty while his words played on a loop. My voice barely above a whisper, getting lost in the chaos. “What do you mean?”Bjorn leveled me with a cold stare, a sharp blade that cut through space. “Your father created the resistance; he fought for a cause and was killed for it. You want to defend these monsters, but the worst is standing next to you.”I slowly turned my head stiffly, peering into his eyes for the truth. “Is this true?”Lazarus’s jaw tensed, a storm brewing in his eyes, clashing of rage and a heavy heart. “Are you really going to listen to him?” He snapped. “The resistance has taken lives, long before today.”“That’s not what I asked.” I snarled, clenching my teeth. “Did you kill my father?”His breathing accelerated and my heart hammered against my ribcage. Lazarus’s lips thinned, eyebrows knotting tightly together. “I.....I will do anything to protect my people.” He declared steely. “I will do anythin
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