His Dark Obsession

His Dark Obsession By Moonlight Muse Chapter 15

Claimed

EVANGELINE.

I could barely breathe not knowing what to do. His touch made my body react, I didn’t want him, yet my body enjoyed this. It felt good but I wasn’t sure what I was feeling.

The taste of his mouth was enticing, the feel of his plump full lips dominating mine. The way his body was moulded against mine…

When he sucked on my lower lip slightly, I wondered what would happen if I kissed him back?

Would he display my head on a pitchfork in front of the castle? Or worse, see it as an invitation to take things further?

Before I could even decide, he suddenly moved back, his blazing red eyes full of anger once more as he grabbed my wrist, yanking me down the hall. We passed a few people, but they kept their heads down, moving out of our way swiftly.

I was getting whiplash from his behaviour… My lips still tingled from his touch and my heart felt funny. Was this what Josie meant, that things can just physically be fun. That you didn’t need to tie emotion to feel pleasure… I didn’t understand that…

We made our way down two further flights of stairs until we looked to be in some sort of stone tunnel. At one point the tunnels split in two, Zedkiel turned left, yet my gaze lingered on the right tunnel.

What was down there? I didn’t get to mull over that for long. He soon came to an abrupt stop outside a dark wooden door, and I felt relieved, taking a moment to catch my breath.

Unlike most doors in the castle, this one was plain, even old, you could say. The doorknob was large and made of a dull iron. Perhaps that’s because this part of the castle wasn’t used. To my surprise, for the first time since I had met him instead of slamming the door open, he raised his hand and knocked.

To whom did the room belong?

The door creaked open, and my heart sped up as I peered into the room.

The floor was dark wood, and there was an ethereal feel here, the room was bathed in the dim light of lamps, there was no window in here and many areas of the room were cast in shadows

This place felt oddly familiar… A flash from a memory long ago filled my mind and then it hit me: I’ve been here before. Grandmother Philomena had brought me here!

My eyes widened as he stepped inside, pushing the door wider, a door that seemed to have opened by itself.

I knew who this room belonged to.

I could remember the dark floors, the way this room looked with the same ornate stained- glass lamps, the beads… the embroidered cushions… but I couldn’t remember her….

could see her sitting in the corner, only the top of her head showing from the back of the rocking chair she was sitting in. Her hands clutched the armrests, her back was to us. The only sound save my thumping heart was the creaking

crackling of the fire in the

had brought me

me almost jump out of my skin. My heart was

meet again.” A whispery

“Again?” Zedkiel asked sharply.

stood up, and when she turned, I found myself looking at a woman who seemed to be in her early thirties, but surely, she was far older? Her pure white hair

claiming this Omega as mine. You create the amulets that they wear, but I have a different plan for

Different plan?

didn’t sound pleasant. My stomach

they cannot be undone, Alpha Zedkiel

He frowned, “I know.”

jewel-clad hands, and walked over to the table.

to entertain you, then fine. I want to brand her with my

Brand me?

Vilkas… a fated mate. To give a claimed Omega your mark, by bite or magic, is

your business. Do as I have asked.” He

demand an answer.”

thousands. Only the lucky will find their mates… I only know of a few in my lifetime who have ever found their

wish, I am bound to serve the royal bloodline.” Her voice sounded heavy, but I might have

and I gasped when he grabbed my shoulder, turning me and tearing the back of my dress completely. I wrapped my arms around myself, my heart beating hard as

knew I’d never be able to remove

– I barely comprehended what the Oracle was whispering, as the fire in the hearth blazed high. I gasped when she placed a shimmering silver tool

an animal. I turned to the prince, hoping he’d change his mind. “Must you do this?” I whispered pleadingly, praying for some compassion from

and imprint her where you wish. Your mark will adorn her… and then you must carve your name

please no!” I begged,

hurricane, and I was caught in the middle. A piercing scream left my lips when

who you belong to.” He whispered in my ear.

the corner of my mind, I tried to comprehend

Was it just me,

know. I don’t

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