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.

brisk voice called, and

side, including shelves with boxes that I assumed were footwear. To the left were two large tables with papers and

“Quickly girl!” “E-Evangeline Rose, I belong to the third prince, and he’s the one who told me to come for clothes,” I said hurriedly, the words sounding weird on my lips as they

“Position?”

one of his claimed Omegas.” She said snidely, “He doesn’t really take those.”

then we’ll give you a variety of items.” She said, jotting something down before taking an empty sheet and motioning me to follow

measured my waist. “A lot curvier

I’m just an object.

with all her measurements and notes, she pursed her lips. “So, since you seem rather new to the rules and ways of the castle, do you know the rules of the Omegas of

moons? We are

clothing, but I was far too stressed to watch. Trying to take in everything she was saying instead. “It is an insult to your prince if you ever engage with any other aside from him. Remember

“Y-yes!” I nodded vigorously.

want a man, I wanted to go far away, and maybe have a

frowned as she looked at my feet, and to my dismay, she began taking some boxes of shoes down as she continued explaining. “Even if you have desires and your Alpha does not want you, that rule is to be followed. Although I doubt that will be the case… hmm I do wish the prince had told you what type of clothing he prefers

this… Just because we were born different… it wasn’t our fault males loved us… We were still beings

dreams? I never had any… because

painfully, and I looked down sadly. “What colour to give you… he doesn’t usually have omegas.”

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…

at the ball, she feared him… I shouldn’t get too distracted either … He was a

tugging at the hem of my shirt, hoping it

my prince…

get her the clothes.” He snapped coldly before he left, the room suddenly

time. “Perhaps, for now, you should wear… these, and in time, I will get what the prince has asked for. We may need to

here.” I

has made it clear that

passed me the tiniest red knickers and a bra that I don’t think was going

change.” I didn’t argue, if it meant he’d let me live… Wearing these clothes wasn’t too bad. At least I had clothes that

the seams, and the trousers she gave me… well let’s just say they were so fitted, that the tiny knicker outline could be seen from behind. “Madam, I think these clothes are a few sizes too small.” I mumbled as she shoved a box into my arms roughly. The corner jabbed into

They’re not. Now put those on.” She commanded, and I didn’t bother complaining as I

to wear them all through the day. They

upon entering, from his soft pink pants and his silk

do you mean,