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 SinclairLila was acting suspicious, hyper-aware of our surroundings. We moved in silence, and I’m surprised that Lila knew the layout of the palace so well, going through sections that royalty wasn’t supposed to be aware of.Following her lead into the main kitchen, a soft rhythm of clinking utensils and quick hands. Since it was late into the night, a limited number of chefs remained. They were preparing for breakfast tomorrow and to my surprise – their faces lit up at her arrival.“Hi everyone.” She waved animatedly.“Lila.” They rejoiced in greeting.The head chef was dressed in black, tucked in the farthest corner of the kitchen near the walk-in freezer while ticking off items on his checklist. “Evangeline, I hope it’s not a midnight snack yet again.” He teased.She scoffed playfully, “I’m a night owl, my appetite is at its peak when the clock strikes twelve.”He hums, “Are you Cinderella? Do you also have a pumpkin carriage that disappears at midnight?”“If I had a pum
Bellatrix Sinclair“It’s good right.” Ari, one of the maids smiled when I took a second serving of the meaty stew.Something about the richness seemed to warm my soul, the lamb practically melting on my tongue and the vegetables were perfectly done. Dipping a huge chunk of the roll into the stew and scarfing it down like I hadn’t eaten for days.Imogen laughed, taking a huge gulp of red wine. “You came at the right time, if you came tomorrow then you would have been subjected to Deans cooking and that is a death sentence.”“Hey.” Dean frowned, offended. “That’s just mean, at least I try unlike some people.” He points to Daniella, a cook from the kitchen.She shrugged, “I never claimed to be a cook, all I do is chop shit.”“There is this thing called effort.” Dean said, a mischievous glint in his silver eyes. “But you seem allergic to it.”Her expression was one of boredom, “Of course I am. I don’t want to work; in my next life I want to be a rock.” She deadpanned.We all burst out int
Bellatrix Sinclair“Ever so often I’d catch something moving at the corner of my eye, a shadowy figure. Chalking it down to pure imagination since I had been there for so long. One night, I was so sleep deprived that I thought I’ll just close my eyes for a second at the desk in reception. That way, I’ll know if anyone comes here.”“Holy shit.” Ari muttered, rubbing her bicep rigorously.Suddenly everyone was completely engrossed in his story, unwilling to avert their attention.“I knew I fell asleep at reception; I specifically had my flashlight on the desk. But when I woke up, I was in room 333.”We gasped. “Fuck.”“That wasn’t the worst part, when I opened my eyes, another pair was staring directly at me.”“Oh fuck.” A chill running down my spine, goosebumps arising.“She had long straight hair that touched the floor and covered her face, only showing her black eyes. She stared at me, wide-eyed and I never made a move. I wanted to vomit because that foul smell was coming from her an
Bellatrix SinclairAlcohol coursed through my veins, igniting bliss in it’s wake. I didn’t want to leave this place, one that glowed with serenity and beautiful souls. Lila practically dragging me out the door as I waved animatedly. “Bye, bye.”A tingling sensation swept across my flushed cheeks, making me smile. Warmth blossomed in my chest, soothing my nerves. “I had so much fun.” I beamed, throwing my arm over Lila’s shoulder.She chuckled softly, “I’m glad you had fun.”“I wish it was always like that.” I mumbled cheerfully.She whispered in a bittersweet tone. “Me too.”Being a little tipsy allowed me the chance not to dwell on our reality, that our wishes will remain unanswered.Reaching our respective rooms, concern swirling within Lila’s emeralds. “Are you sure you want to be alone?”With a lazy tilt of my head, “Yes.”“Call me if you need me.” She smiled, disappearing into her room.For the first time, I wasn’t on edge about my fate, simply living in the moment. Entering my r
Lazarus De LoughreyHer rosy cheeks were enticing, the hypnotic glaze of her emeralds were captivating, the way she looked at me felt like my undoing.“I think I’m falling inlove with you.” She whispered softly in confession, spilling from her tongue involuntarily.My eyes widened as I sucked in a sharp breath of disbelief. “What did you say?”The alcohol flowing in her bloodstream gave her confidence and made her less guarded than she originally was. She pursed her lips, lightly running her fingers along my bottom lip with lust dancing in her orbs.“Bellatrix.” I called, “What-“She crashes her lips against mine in a desperate and possessive kiss that sets my soul on fire. I shouldn’t feel this elated by her confession because I knew Bellatrix would deny it tomorrow. However, I couldn’t control myself. She had crept under my skin, her divine essence slithering in my veins and taking ownership of this organ in my chest.The only time I’ve ever felt it beat, the only time I’ve ever fel
Lazarus De LoughreyThose clear blue eyes mirrored death; cold, calculating and filled with hatred as she drove the blade into my stomach. For a split second, anguish flashed in her eyes before being extinguish into embers of disdain.“Bellatrix.” I whispered as betrayal slowly devoured my insides.I relished in pain, finding solace mind-numbing agony it provides. But this time, I learned just how excruciating pain can feel. My soul was in ruins, Maddox roaring as he descended into a blackhole of despair.“Please don’t leave.” I begged through our mind-link, blood pooling in my mouth and I’ve never hated the metallic taste more than I did now. “Please don’t leave me.”I’ve never begged for anything; I’ve never needed anyone. Yet the thought of Bellatrix leaving me alone – it was pure torture.She smirked, yanking out the blade with malice dripping from her voice. “You’re pathetic.”Fire erupted from the wounds, searing my veins and numbing my senses until my heart exploded in agony. I
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