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My sister wants Lycan's love, but I want him to die

Chapter 4 Human Bitch Runs Her Mouth

Word Count: 1797    |    Released on: 27/01/2026

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ps he was convinced that I wouldn't become the Wolf

king about all this, my stomach felt

Bonnie's wish, I

hat I received her necklace. It was a luxurious piece of jewelry, the ne

ing voice I recognized

le faces, Kylie glances at the bag and she chuckles, "Trying to look pretty to e

rom my hand with ease. "I think this would look better on me,

I demanded, my m

ans can't demand shit fr

y doesn't mean you can disobey us. We own you human." He seethed, his mouth curving into a snarl, "You are playthings for our amusement and even that your kin

couple steps back. Benedict was the cruelest of the five since he was the leader, he despised

gue itching to retaliate. "I don't need to get on my knees and bow at your feet

ongue, "Bitch, you have no idea what a

t think it's anything sp

ad my head turn to the side. My cheek flushed, burning from the sting. Eve

as the mall fell to a dead silence. "Lazarus de Loughrey granted you h

hrey, the fucki

de Loughrey family is royalty, Alpha of Alpha's and the reason werewolves rose to pow

cused on his people. Except that wasn't what happened, he inserted hims

, I studied our district during the year he went missing and to my surprise

of his victims. I detested Lazarus and he suffered no consequences; he was worshipped instead. The remin

further, a raging storm that was

t himself. Everyone knows Lazarus only cares about himself and his family, you are merely his followers who will do his bidding because what else do you have

She screeched, smacki

exasperated faces flush with embarrassment was all-too delightful and worth

ce it. You aren't royal material; you act like a barbarian and royalty requires people with manners. They

ou think I'm going to let you speak to me like that, you have no id

dle the truth? Everyone knows you aren't the leader; Archibald lets you think you have

onsequences of running my mouth, but it felt so fucking good to crush him. My head was pounding, and a sh

lligence matches your dick which everyone knows is tiny." Pinching my index finger and thumb until there is a minuscule space between, "thi

ce scoring his features. His mouth twisted into a snarl, fangs appearing a

the floor. Lightening shooting through my tailbone, Benedict yanks at my shirt and reigns another two punches. The metal

as I stare at him. "Is that the best you got? I guess even in strength yo

f him was easy. His boot started crushing my thighs, igniting a stabbing pain whi

gs. If Benedict succeeded in beating me to death, then I wouldn't have

ecognized that blackhole of despair all

just weak." I goaded, breathlessly.

You are fucking NOTHING!" He barked, kicking

e this was what happened before you died. However, I wasn't that lucky because Benedict sudde

f value to us, it's the only reason I haven't fucking killed you. Next

ng pout. "Aww, I really wished he would have kil

out of the mall, each movement making

______________

he task of putting ointment on my cuts and another on my bruises. He had i

rple bruises. Colton was stewing in silence, his feature

eed to report Benedict and Kylie for assault. This is unacceptable, t

whisper lowly, my

sault on a human by a werewolf to the authorities would be pointless. I wasn't surprise

ther reminder popping up. The genetic screening was scheduled

d evade this horrid fate through death but even God wouldn't grant me such mercy. I feel li

screening, I tried so hard to fight b

whatever god would answer. 'Ple

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My sister wants Lycan's love, but I want him to die
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“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. ___________________________ "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."”