A. Vitiosis

In the year 2333, humanity has fallen and ruled by werewolves. Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion.
However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her.
He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave.
My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides.
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“Yes please.” She begs.
“Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy.
It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric.
But I never claimed to be saint.
“Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.”
“Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.”
I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.”
Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks.
“Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.”
“Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads.
“Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.”
I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”

From Slave To Wolf Queen

The smile faded from my face when Bellatrix fell asleep. Colton joining the resistance has shifted the axis of her world in ways she hasn’t realized, the cracks were beginning to form and the secrets I’ve kept to protect her are slowly rising to the surface.


He was one of her close friends and the leader chose him specifically for that connection. Her father intends to capitalize on that bond, creating an opening to bring her to his side. I couldn’t blame Bellatrix for taking the opportunity, her life’s purpose was dedicated to finding The Rebel’s Creed, it’s one the reasons she pushed herself to excel in weaponry and craft her skills so that they would find her as a value asset.


She endured the cruelty of bullying all for them and yet she didn’t know how her life had already been of purpose to them in a different way, her father was the leader and there is no telling how she might react to that news.


Chapter 91 A Game Of Traitors