...ht smile crossed her face as she vowed to never envy another one of the members of her Master’s harem…it was neither her prerogative, nor her duty.
Harry was saying something, cradling Nymphadora in his arms. “Your acting skills certainly have improved, Tonks, you were rather convincing a few hours ago.”
It all became clear for Bellatrix in an instant. She had been the target all along…Tonks, her niece, had been Harry’s inroad to Voldemort. She had provided him, not three days ago, with the location of where Harry lived in the summers. It became obvious…his lack of surprise when being awoken, the little charade they had played at the table earlier in the day…it had all been a carefully thought out plan to achieve one objective: Bella herself. A slight smile crossed her face as she realized what troubles her Master had gone through to acquire his Alpha. It was comforting…and something of a turn on. The revel would be an opportune time to ‘thank’ her Master for his efforts.
Tonks blushed, scowling playfully as she smacked him on the chest, murmuring “Whatever, Master.”
Bella was perplexed…why did she call him Master? Was she not the first to be marked? Perhaps he had marked her as one of his mates while she had been visiting Narcissa. However, Harry seemed as surprised as Bella.