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

“Cheers to Bellatrix.” Dean rejoiced as we all lifted our glasses filled with champagne.


Heat spread across my cheeks, “You guys don’t have to do this.”


Imogen scoffed, a tug of her lips into a small smile. “Trust me, this has become revolutionary.”


My brows furrowed in confusion, sipping on the bubbles. “How so?”


Aaron tilted his head, grey eyes sparkling with curiosity. “You didn’t see it on the live broadcast?”


Shaking my head, “I can’t keep up with the comments and I didn’t have time to pay attention while conversing with Prince Thalion and Rosie.”


Ari choked on the bubbles while everyone stared at me with a mixture of astonishment. “What?”


“Don’t you have a phone?” Lila asked, wide-eyed.


I pursed my lips; I couldn’t really share that it was in the King’s castle. “Mines has been broken since I came here.” I lie.


Imogen nudged Huddy, “Bring your laptop here and show her.”


Chapter 122 All Eyes On Me