His Dark Obsession

His

EVANGELINE. A squeak left my mouth, and I wondered if perhaps I was a mouse shifter. 2 The prince turned, and I clamped my eyes shut, not wanting to see anything else that might be unforgettable. I shivered when I heard him approach and cracked open one eye, turning my head away as I hurried to the table in his room, and placed the tray down.

Run Evangeline!

Why was he naked anyway?! “Yo-your b-breakfast – eek!” I squeaked when his hand wrapped around my upper arm and yanked me away from the table. I winced at the pain that shot through me, I wasn’t completely better yet. I clamped my eyes shut, staying rigid as he held me, very aware of the heat from his body.

“You’re a strange one.” He muttered so quietly that I wasn’t sure I heard him correctly. “Open your eyes.” He growled, the command in his voice forcing me to oblige.

The fear returned along with that powerful aura, memories of my nightmares returning with vengeance, and I found myself unable to move as I stared into those eyes that were such a beautiful shade

Would my death come soon?

“1-I’m sorry, please forgive me.” I whispered terrified as I lowered my head to him, only for my eyes to fall on his manhood…?

My eyes widened in surprise and horror, and now I realised why no woman lived. If I had thought the men I had accidentally seen were fairly well endowed, then the Alpha was on an entirely new level. I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment, realising he wasn’t even turned on. I felt an odd, funny feeling inside and bit my lip. Hearing him scoff I looked up suddenly, and straight into those cold eyes that made all embarrassment fade and be replaced with fear once again. “Don’t forget whose presence you’re in Little Mouse.” His cold, menacing warning came, before he leaned closer, inhaling my scent from my neck. Did I stink? What was he sniffing? Was it the fear? “Yes, my prince.” I replied, trying to calm my beating heart, biting into my lip to stop myself from whimpering in fear. The taste of blood in my mouth told me I had bit down too hard.

Goddess, please leave me alone…

He let go of me suddenly as if I were poison, and I almost stumbled when he shoved me away, luckily missing the table before I fell on top of his breakfast. “Get out!” He snarled. “Y-yes,” I whispered, backing away from him, my heart thundering when I saw his claws elongate. Terror wrapped around me as I hurried to the door, I didn’t know where to go, but anywhere

away from him would work.

“Go to the head Omega and ask her for clothes.” He hissed, and when his gaze fell on me, I saw his eyes were blazing red.

“Yes, Alpha Prince.” I whispered, turning and running from the bedroom. I stumbled over the hem of my sweatpants and rushed to the door that led to the hall, relieved to be away from him.

I flinched when I heard something break, followed by more things crashing to the ground. What had triggered him?

The visions from my nightmare were still hanging at the forefront of my mind, and I slowly made my way towards the kitchen, surely someone there would tell me where to find the head Omega Right now, thinking about school and wishing for that old life back felt like a dream. I should have been grateful for what I had, instead of wishing the days away… Now, look where I am.

Spotting two omega women walking by, I hurried over and asked for directions, luckily they told me and I wasn’t too far. I felt lost in this castle, but anywhere was better than in the prince’s quarters.

I couldn’t help but think about how his sudden change in behaviour was odd… Was he going feral? Was that how he killed the women, or was it really because of his monster cock? 5

Sighing, I knocked on the door which clearly read – Head Omega Dolores Palmer – on a gold plate on the door.

A brisk voice called, and I

looked more like a messy design studio at first glance. There were fabrics and racks of clothing to one side, including shelves with boxes that I assumed were footwear. To the left were two large tables with papers and files scattered over them. The wall behind them held many

looking me up and down. “State your name, business, and who you belong to. “She snapped, her dark eyes watching me sharply as she picked up a file from one of the messy tables. “Quickly girl!” “E-Evangeline Rose, I belong to the third prince, and he’s the

“Position?”

bed warmer, I’m assuming you aren’t one of his claimed Omegas.” She said snidely, “He doesn’t really take those.” “I’m his majd…” I said, thinking that I had served

I’ll have you measure, and then we’ll give you a variety of items.” She said, jotting something down before taking an empty

shot up as she measured my waist. “A lot curvier and appealing than first appeared. Avoid such frumpy

I’m just an object.

pursed her lips. “So, since you seem rather new to the rules and ways of the castle, do

We are to

clothing, but I was far too stressed to watch. Trying to take in everything she

“Y-yes!” I nodded vigorously.

and maybe have a small shop or something where I could live like a

and your Alpha does not want you, that rule is to be followed. Although I

were still treated like this… Just because we

never had any… because all I ever

chest tightened painfully, and I looked down sadly. “What colour to give you…

A deep voice that made my blood run cold came, and we both turned, startled to see the prince standing there, luckily he was fully dressed, but somehow I was extra aware of his chiselled body and the way he filled his shirt out… knowing exactly what

. “Alpha Prince Zedkiel.” Dolores bowed her head graciously, but I could smell the fear coming from her. Like everyone back at the ball, she feared him… I shouldn’t get too distracted either … He was a beast, a monster who would kill instantaneously. “Give her the very best, I don’t want to see her in anything less than appealing.” He said coldly, his eyes on my

pressed my thighs together, tugging at the hem of my shirt,

to me before she looked back at the prince. “of course my prince… Your insignia then, in what item would you prefer she wear it, a broach, a

that, just get her the clothes.” He snapped coldly before he left, the room suddenly became more breathable, and even

time. “Perhaps, for now, you should wear… these, and in time, I will get what the prince

many clothes here.” I

it clear that

me? The words made me uneasy and when she passed me the tiniest red knickers and a bra

she snapped her fingers. “Go change.” I didn’t argue, if it meant he’d let me live… Wearing these clothes wasn’t too bad. At least I

The red peplum top she gave me was so tight I was sure if I had a glass of water it would burst from the seams, and the trousers she gave me… well let’s just say they were so fitted, that the

bother complaining as I opened the boxes and looked at

slipped them on, hoping I didn’t have to wear them all through the day. They weren’t

slim man exclaimed upon entering, from his soft pink pants and his silk shirt to his perfect boots, I knew this man was a

mean, Alistair?”