His Dark Obsession

5. Terrified

fear. “Help him!” I whimpered, turning to the nearest man, but he simply ignored me. “Try that again.” Zedkiel growled, his grip tightening. “Zedkiel!” Supreme Alpha Ambrose called, his face pale as he glared at his son’s back. But the Prince didn’t seem to care, from where I stood I could see the cold contemptuous look on his face and when his hand tightened around Sinclair’s throat I could see he was enjoying this. A chilling smirk crossed his face. Panic made me move. “P-please let him go!” I braved running over. I was terrified, and I felt like I was either going to vomit or pass out. I heard a few gasps, but I was more concerned for Sinclair. His beautiful eyes turned to me in shock, but it was the gaze of the Prince that terrified me, and I took a step back, nearly tripping over my own feet as any bravado I had left drained out of me.  “P-please.” I stuttered, clutching my hands in front of me. “Angel…” Sinclair murmured, there was something I couldn’t decipher in his eyes, but I turned my attention to the Prince, although I was unable to look him in the eyes. He scoffed, throwing Sinclair mercilessly to the ground and my hands instantly reached for Sinclair wanting to help him, only for Zedkiel’s growl to make me jump and stagger back. Zedkiel bared his teeth at me and I flinched when he turned his attention to me, my heart sinking when he stalked towards me. Perhaps he’ll kill me… maybe the nightmare just depicted my death at his hand, not where it will take place. But if I was to die, at least it was because I had been some use to Sinclair… I closed my eyes, my heart thumping in my throat. The moment he roughly gripped my jaw I let out a shaking sob, my eyes flying open in fear. But, where moments earlier there was only white-hot anger it was now mixed with something else. “Looks like you have a little mouse trying to save you.” He sneered, his grip painful. “Zedkiel…” Alpha Ambrose tried again. “Unhand the woman.” He scoffed and looked over his shoulder at his father, who was now standing. “You want to save her… come and get her father.” He challenged tauntingly. He was mocking the Alpha king… did he fear no one? Yet it was clear they all feared Prince Zedkiel far more, because his father dropped back into his seat. Tears pricked my eyes, seeing not even the Alpha of Alpha’s was willing to take on his own son. Sinclair got to his feet, trying to approach us but the moment he was close, faster than I could even see, Zedkiel raised his leg kicking him with such force he went smashing into the table behind him, the force knocking it into the table behind. A few startled screams filled the hall as everyone moved quickly and steered clear of the tables. The Prince looked down at me, for a second I thought he was looking me over, but then he pushed me away, I was certain I had imagined it. The rough shove sent me to the floor. He turned and to my horror headed towards Sinclair who was being helped up by Prince Chasyn. “Zedkiel, stop.” He warned his younger brother. Zedkiel shoved his brother, stalking Sinclair like he was his prey. “Move, unless you want to share a grave with him, brother.” He warned him menacingly. “Prince Zedkiel.” I turned when grandmother Philomena stepped forward. No grandmother! He might hurt her too! I quickly got up, wanting to pull her away. He needed someone strong to save him, not her! “G-grandmo-” She raised her hand, her eyes flashing as she looked at me warningly. “Enough.” She growled at me, a noise I had never heard her make towards me before. I felt a pang of hurt but said nothing, she was disappointed in me… I had messed up again. “Prince Zedkiel, if I may?” Grandmother Philomena spoke clearly, no ounce of fear in her voice, no stutter. Zedkiel stops in his tracks. “My grandson has foolishly insulted you, and on his behalf I apologise to you.” She said clearly. He turned to her and raised one of his brows. “And how will one apology fix his insult?” Insult? What did Sinclair do? “Not an apology… a compensation.” Grandmother continued as I prayed someone came to her side, I didn’t want Zedkiel to hurt her. “A prized possession of the Welhaven family. An omega I raised as my own.” My heart sank as my head snapped towards her. No! No, this wasn’t happening! She meant me! “G-grandmother, pl-please no!” I begged her in a panicked whisper, clutching her arm with shaking hands. I could feel his gaze on me, like a beast before it devours you. “Behave.” Grandmother Philomena warned, pulling free. Terror encased me as I looked at Sinclair with tears pooling in my eyes. Help me… “Grandmother, I don’t think-” Sinclair looked at me in panic. My heart raced, my breathing shorter as fear writhed through me. “Do you accept this compensation?” She cut him off, looking at Zedkiel while motioning toward me. “Mother.” Alpha Aeron said from behind us. I ran over to him, tugging at his sleeve. “Please don’t give me to him, I’ll move to the servant quarters, or I’ll leave! I promise I won’t be any trouble! Please, Alpha.” I begged, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. Alpha Aeron grabbed me, his arm wrapping around my shoulders, his fingers cupping the back of my neck and I leaned into the safety he offered. He squeezes my shoulders as he would his child. “Son!” Grandmother Philomena’s voice cut through the air like a sword. “Do not make matters worse.” They seemed to be exchanging words through the link, before I felt Alpha Aeron stiffen, he slowly rubbed my back and just when I thought all would be ok, he slowly pushed away from