Semua Bab Shifted Fate: From Slave To Wolf Queen: Bab 151 - Bab 160

Lazarus De LoughreyMy brows furrowed, pulse spiking as I typed. “Who?”It roared in my ears like a thunderstorm, brewing in my chest like a deadly poison that burned from the inside. Bellatrix responded within five seconds. “I cannot say until I have proof. If you chose to do your own investigation, you will find the evidence faster than me.”I exhaled a sharp breath, every hair standing on edge as unease curdled in my chest. Bellatrix wouldn’t accuse anyone without evidence; however, the statement played on a loop. Within my trusted circle, a traitor was in the midst.Fire blazed in the path of betrayal that seemed to follow me. The traitors in my army stemmed from the traitor within my inner circle, I knew it made sense but the fact that it has taken me this long to establish the connection aggravates me.Banging my fist onto the table, an intense tremor rushing through me. This investigation needs to take place in

Lazarus De LoughreyBlood descended from his busted lip; his face reddened as the first bruise started to bloom. His eyes flashed for a second before dimming, a coldness in his expression that didn’t garner any reaction which further fueled my rage.“Tell me!” I bellowed, eyes burning with vexation. “Fucking tell me!”“I have no idea what you are talking about.” He said blankly.Fury erupted in my chest like a volcano, pouring lava into my veins that ignited a buzzing under my skin, a violent tremor rushing through my body. “Do you think I’m the only one responsible for their deaths? Their blood is on your hands as much as mine.” I spat with disdain.His eyes flashed, specks of gold highlighting his despondency despite the abrasive tone he responded with. “I don’t know what you are talking about.”In a blink of an eye, my fingers curled around his throat in a punishing hold as I drove him into the wall with a force that almost shook the foundation of the walls. “You betrayed your own

Bellatrix SinclairHer ferocious eyes bore into mine; delicate features sharpened with murderous intent. “I’m not going to repeat myself, let him go.” She demanded, the strident tone in her voice showcasing her rage.“Nova.” Judah called softly, her name slipping like first descent of cherry blossoms in spring. “Don’t.”Nova’s jaw clenched, eyes blazing. “She will kill you; I saw her. She’s a ruthless killer; she is his second-in-command.” She spat the words like poison, pulsing her finger on the trigger. “You make one move to him, I’ll kill you.”Despite the barrel hovering between my brows, my heart didn’t stutter in the slightest beat until she flung these accusations at me. I gritted my teeth, a throbbing in my skull as my nostrils flared. My heart thundered with acrimony, echoing loudly in my ears. “Do you wanna know why I’ll kill him?” I snarled, breathing heavily as my eyes flashed with ire. “He betrayed my people; he betrayed his friends, he betrayed Lazarus. Those lives are i

Bellatrix SinclairI’d hate to admit that a piece of me wanted to believe Judah and Nova, trust in their love and believe his betrayal was for a substantial reason. An optimistic side that I no longer had the privilege of seeking when I placed myself in Lazarus’s shoes.Since the beginning, his trust was nothing, but a single thread and Judah snipped it. My eyebrows knotted, every feature tightening with worry. A sheen of poison glazing my heart, every beat becoming torturous as it infested my lungs with a severe burn.These were Lazarus’s emotions, concealed within the depths of his soul that no one should know about. But I’m the only one who feels them, deeply and it’s earth-shattering.“We haven’t marked each other, why can I feel his pain?” I asked Melody, massaging the spot where my heart seemed to riot.“Marking is the final step, you two have developed feelings for each other and consumma

Lazarus De LoughreyThe alcohol could never be this strong; the potency wasn’t enhanced in the slightest and I only had four glasses.There was no way I could feel her like this, the sparks emitting from her fingertips, the sweet taste of her tongue and the glorious buzzing arousing from her touch. My mind wasn’t playing tricks on me, I could feel her fire in my bones, incinerating my insides until nothing existed aside from her essence flowing through me.“Mark me.” She requested, breathlessly, a glaze of earnest and desperation swirling within those clear blues.My heart accelerated, practically bursting from my chest. My gums ached, itched, desperate to fulfil her request. I wanted nothing more, a malevolent hunger that had my fangs descending.I was greedy for a taste of her delicious blood; she awakened a ravenous beast that didn’t have a shred of morality.Grasping her chin between my fingers, a devilish grin dancing across my lips. “Ma Cherie, do you know what that means?” I te