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

Pushing 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.”


Chapter 141 Fixing A Broken Bond