His Dark Obsession

His Dark Obsession By Moonlight Muse Chapter 23

23. Questions

EVANGELINE.

“Please don’t!” I scream, tumbling backwards. Something hits the back of my leg making me buckle and I fall onto the enormous bed. I grab onto the deep purple curtains that hung from the canopy of the four-poster bed, the fabric burning my hands as it sears through my grasp as he pushes me flat onto my back.

His eyes are glowing red, and his fangs are out as he grabs me by my throat. His dreadlocks frame his face as he looks at me with emotions that I can’t focus on. For a second, it turns too dark and hazy to see anything.

What…

Then I feel it; the blade plunging into my

chest.

I cry out as pain tears through me, only

for him to pull the blade free, agony

making it harder to breathe. He doesn’t stop stabbing it into my stomach. I cry out. “Stop! Stop this! Stop!” I shriek,

choking in pain as tears burn my eyes.

“Too late.” He snarls,

“No!” The power in my voice is unrecognisable. I don’t think I’ve ever screamed like that… I feel the terrifying blistering rage and hatred I feel for him swirl around me as I try to fight him off, but he doesn’t stop his assault as he continues to plunge the knife into my chest… again and again…

I’m dying. I can feel my life ebbing away. Feeling the pain engulf me, I grapple

weakly at his wrists, both of us are covered in blood. My hands slip from his and I find myself looking into those burning red eyes. Something wet hits my face and I look up at him, only for him to pull back, dropping the knife as he

plunges his hand into my chest.

I scream in pure agony as I jolt upright in bed. My heart drums against my ribcage

and I scan the room, trying to control the terror that is consuming me. I look

around, realising I am in the prince’s bedroom, and this was not the same bed.

I’m drenched in sweat, and I feel the ghostly pain linger as I touch my chest

and stomach

I’m ok! Thank the Goddess!

That nightmare…

I place a hand on my forehead, taking

deep breaths. I’m still trembling.

It felt so vivid…

Kicking the blanket off, I stumble out of bed. Glancing out the window; I see it’s still early. I make my way towards the

bathroom and turn on the sink tap;

splashing my face with cold water, I stare

at my reflection. For a second, my

reflection distorts, and I feel like I’m

looking at myself covered in blood. I gasp, stumbling back, only for it to return to normal. I let out a shaky breath.

It was Zedkiel… only his hair and clothing were different, but it was him… Why was he killing me? Was this a premonition of what was going to happen soon? When I become his Luna or before then?

I turn the tap off and grab a towel, wiping my face. I place it down as I slowly look

out to the bedroom. An eerie, ominous

feeling washes through me and I

shudder, staring at the bed. Flashes of my

replay in my head, and I stay frozen in

he kills

myself wishing I knew what my

the oracle? But she was

She won’t-

As Zedkiel’s wife, maybe

listen to me and

what was making

that he is

and look out, it’s foggy, and I

or two people walking out in the yard, starting on their day, and I cast my gaze to the

freedom, then I need to make sure I do my best in whatever training he was going on about. Maybe I’ll have

a few places. It was strange

are people paying to have

clothes.

are a size too small. Perhaps I need to

woman with meat.’ My cheeks burn and I pause. Did he

look in the mirror that

the walk-in closet staring at

will beg for me.’ His words

my mind.

No, I will not!

nothing

bra that only makes my boobs look bigger. I slowly zip my jeans up and pull my hair back into a ponytail until Alistair will fix it. I take out a red halter

message Alistair on the tablet that I will have breakfast, and then

instantly,

the quarters, heading to the kitchens for a bite

that the kitchen staff

when I asked for food. They were also treating me a little

acting like I was a burden, even

knew I was at the dinner last night or because of the huge mark

by the

eating, I make my way to the head Omega’s

doesn’t bother us; I

to me being here. He first styles my hair, then moves

girl I

burn as I

begins to

feel an odd sensation between my legs and push the

“Now I get what that glow is! But

I squeak,

I mean, can

laugh louder

don’t be crabby just because I was right about her.” Alistair waves his hand as he pouts

palette.

makes a face

you were at the dinner last night…

down, not sure if I

leaving, and I needed Alistair’s help.

to make

They gasp,

back at me. Alistair looks beyond

pale.

Oh my gosh,

Alistair squeals and I flinch at

sound.

shut up, you fool! She isn’t Luna yet. The king won’t allow

refuse.” I

“Yes, Dolores? Anything else you want to say,

simply purses her lips

today. I don’t know what

looking at Alistair hopefully.

palette

“Ok, I don’t know what

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