Bellatrix Sinclair
Licking 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 Sinclair“It’s between the one that smells like a forest and the other that smells like the ocean under a night sky.” I suggested, her candles were intoxicating and encapsulated a scenery and experience.“These are incredible.” I praised, wanting to keep the one that smells like coffee vanilla and rose. “Why don’t you start your own business?”She shakes her head, “My parents would kill me, they want me to get married and pop out babies. My dreams aren’t of necessity.”I frowned, agitated at the complete disregard for what she wants. “You should do it regardless; people will love these.” I appease, changing the sombre atmosphere.She pouts, “You think? There isn’t a demand for candles.”I chuckle, “It’s a luxury and once people smell these, trust me, they will want it.”Lila seems hesitant and I don’t want to stress her out further. It’s her passion and it would be truly amazing to turn something you love into a business. “Just think about it, don’t have to make major decisi
Lazarus De LoughreyI was indeed caught off-guard by Cassandra’s gift especially the thoughtful gesture behind it. To craft something entirely of leather was a skill I didn’t know she had, the only skill she seemed to have, was being a spoiled brat.They were smooth with a subtle sheen, but the true testament is if they fit and to my utter astonishment – they do. They were perfectly tailored to fit my hands, and I wanted to despise them because of the creator.Except I couldn’t. Apart of me softened for her, a sliver of respect extending towards Cassandra, maybe I’ve judged her all wrong. These gloves changed the way I viewed her. “This is an extraordinary gift.” I praised, “One of my favourites and your sincerity behind the gesture is much appreciated.”I can feel her searing gaze piercing through my chest and directly into my soul, bitterness in her features while indignation burned fiercely in her eyes. Bellatrix has been avoiding me, and praising Cassandra has surely grated on her
Bellatrix SinclairThe competition proceeded smoothly, the only hinderance being me.Cassandra wore an arrogant smirk, one of triumph and victory because Lazarus immediately granted a one-on-one date. Hatred pumped in my veins like gasoline, ready to explode in a blaze of fire. My blood, sweat and tears were being rewarded and passed on as her own creation.While my second creation was being crucified, any longer on that stage and I’m certain the audience would have thrown their phones at me just to draw blood. I was incurring their wrath for breaking the rules and not knowing my place.I wasn’t surprised by Lazarus’s reaction; he had an affinity for violence and death. He was enchanted by the tiger claws, his orbs sparkling with malevolent desire. While everyone assumed I had stolen werewolf technology, Lazarus knew the truth.My knowledge and skills exceeded even his own people.“Don’t be worried, the king loved your gift and his opinion matters most.” Lila tried to console as we wa
Bellatrix SinclairAll the women were glaring at me, their eyes sharp and filled with disdain. If looks could kill, I would be ten feet under by now. We were all getting ready to leave, the competition coming to a close as Ashley bid a speech of parting for the audience.The ladies were eyeing me with the intention of annihilating me, except they couldn’t make a move in the presence of royalty, especially when Donovan stepped backstage. I’ve never exchanged any words with him beyond a simply bow so I have no idea why his path was directed towards me.“Bellatrix, nice to meet you again.” He greeted in a cheerful tone, his emeralds twinkling with delight.“Likewise, Sir Loughrey.” I responded with a smile, keeping my tone respectful and light.My mind swarmed with a sling of thoughts, ensuring I kept my composure yet displayed the demeanour of a human who knew her place. Donovan wasn’t aware that I knew of The Syndicate’s existence, and I wanted to keep it that way.“Thank you so much S
Bellatrix SinclairThe competition wrapped up and we were asked to return to our rooms, however this spark of jealousy and embers of hatred couldn’t be contained when I saw that radiant glow on Lazarus’s face as he put on the gloves.I didn’t want Cassandra to get away with this, I hated that she was being rewarded and celebrated for my hard work. Glancing at Lila before we could climb the stairs, “I’ll meet you in a bit, I just need to speak to someone.”She smiled gently. “Okay, if you need my help, don’t hesitate to call.”I returned the smile, appreciative that I had someone in my corner. If it wasn’t for Lila, I wouldn’t have a gift to present today. Lazarus had disappeared, luckily, I spotted Donovan. “Sir Loughrey.” I called.He turns around, blocking my view of who he was speaking to. They disappear immediately, but I pay no attention to that when I have a purpose. The corners of his lips quirked up, “Bellatrix.”Swallowing the hesitant coiling around my throat. “I need to con
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