His Dark Obsession

Chapter 11

Turning Back EVANGELINE A growl made my eyes fly open only to see Zedkiel down on one knee next to me, his eyes glowing red, his canines out as he glared at me with such rage and hunger that I felt my entire body tremble with fear.

What was going on?

It took me a few moments to realise it was night, I must have fallen asleep without realising. My stomach was aching from hunger, I had barely eaten in the last two days. The room was cold, and I realised my body ached from the awkward position I had fallen asleep in.

He grabbed my elbows, yanking me to my feet, and pulled me towards the bed. Bile rose in my throat as I saw him look down at the shirt I was wearing, one I had taken after he had left. His eyes blazed as he tore it off, making me whimper in fear.

“I don’t want you hiding from me.” He growled menacingly as I tried to cover myself once more.

Why did you do that? When you got angry at Celia for doing the very same thing?

It hurt.

“Tell me Little Omega, do I repulse you?”

I shook my head, despite how terrified I was, but I knew he had seen right through me. A cold, heartless smirk crossed his lips as he slammed me back onto the bed, his grip tightening.

“Lies.” He hissed.

“My Prince.” I whispered, the image of him ripping Odette’s heart out made my stomach churn, and the thick blanket of fear wrapped itself around me once again.

He was a monster… a monster that was now watching me as if I was his next meal. His hand wrapped tightly around my neck, and my breath hitched as I felt his claws dig into my neck as he straddled me, pushing my head back onto the bed.

“Don’t lie to me.” He snarled viciously. I nodded my head slowly, my eyes blurring with tears. Would he take me by force or kill me?

“I-I’m scared… but… but you had many chances to kill me, but you haven’t… You protected me today. I’m… I’m scared, but not like you th-think.” I whispered, I was terrified, but my words weren’t a lie. He had protected me from Celia.

For a fleeting moment, his eyes returned to normal. His heart was racing as he stared down at me as if unsure whether to believe me or not. “Get away from me.” He hissed through gritted Teeth, his eyes dipping down to my breasts, as he ran his tongue over his plump lips. My eyes widened in surprise at his words and as I observed him, I realised his entire body was tense and rigid Why did he want me to leave? Why was be allowing me to leave? Was it a trick?

He leaned closer, brushing his nose down my neck. “You smell so good, Little Mouse, and unless you want me to rip you to shreds… leave.” He almost purred, making my lips quiver. My entire body felt strange, and I was very aware of his manhood pressed against my stomach. I felt… funny.

“Prince Zedkiel…” I slowly tugged at his hand that was strangling me, trying to get him to let go.

He was struggling, I didn’t know what was wrong, but he was fighting himself. Were the rumours true that the third prince couldn’t control his beastly instincts? How could he be declared the strongest when he had no self-control over his Lycan form?

back against the headboard before I quickly jumped off the bed. He didn’t move, his hands were digging into the bedding, his heart thundering loudly and his eyes stuck on me. I hesitated, only for him to snarl,

to the door that led out to the castle when I heard him swear and the sound of something breaking

to bring myself to open it. I heard a vicious growl, making my head snap back towards the bedroom door once more. I stared at my hand on the

told me to leave… But why was he behaving like this?

instinct that was telling me to run and get far away from the ruthless monster who killed his own sister-in-law, I locked

ground, his head in his hands. I hurried over, dropping to my knees beside him. “Are you ok? Can I get you something?” I

He hissed, his eyes on my neck, where he had dug his claws in. His heart was thundering, and I saw

a hand on his shoulder, only for him to hiss, pushing me away. “Are you

you the chance to leave.” He snarled. “Do you wish

“I’m your

green-gold colour

arms. A scream left my lips as his back hit the bed and I

off when his arm snaked around my waist, his hand digging in, the other tangling in my hair as he pulled me closer. Was

tongue ran along the cuts

Goddess…

I did it but… it felt… good. I felt my core clench, and my lips trembled as his tongue

This felt…

of his touch, and I felt my core clench and I had to bite back a sinful moan. Bravely I gripped hold of his muscular arms as his hand tugged at

feel

mind was

neck. I felt him hardening beneath me, making me feel a thrilling spark course through me. My body seemed to have a mind of its own,

topless, something the prince seemed to be enjoying, his hands ran up my waist caressing the side of my breasts and making my cheeks burn. When his thumbs brushed my nipples, which

help, he might shout that he didn’t need any help. “I didn’t want to leave you alone.” He raised an eyebrow, almost disbelievingly, as he studied me keenly before his eyes dipped to my lacy bra, glimmering red once more. “Hmin, but you disobeyed

wondering if I

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Omega,

breasts, as they blazed red. “You will sleep

of colour as I

I whispered, he smirked, his fingers going to the front of my

not that it hides much.” He murmured, pinching my nipple. “That or you

his tone was arrogant and cold, his aura suddenly seemed to return with full force,

fat thighs he’ll realise I’m not for him… I slowly peeled the pants off, placing my hand in front of my vagina,

rubbing his shoulder as he let his eyes rake over me. “Perfect… now run me a bath, I’m feeling fucking tired.”