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

head, and I stay frozen

bed… he kills me in a

wishing I knew what my dream means, perhaps

But she was for

She won’t-

Zedkiel’s wife,

to me

what was making

that he

and look out, it’s

in the yard, starting on their day, and I cast my gaze to the mountains, the very same ones I had tried to drive down and

sure I do my best in whatever training he was going on about. Maybe I’ll have an early breakfast and then prepare for the

fitted jeans, which had torn patches in a few places. It was strange to have

people paying to

clothes.

squeeze into them, feeling they are a size too small. Perhaps I

meat.’ My cheeks burn and I pause. Did he actually like

look in the mirror

the walk-in closet

for me.’ His

my mind.

No, I will not!

nothing

bigger. I slowly zip my jeans up and pull my hair back into a ponytail until

the bedding and quickly message Alistair on the tablet that I will

instantly,

the quarters, heading to the kitchens for a bite

was lucky that the

asked for food. They were also treating me a

I was a burden, even though

the huge mark on my back?

claimed by

the head Omega’s room, and

bother us; I think

He first styles my hair, then moves on

girl I need deets.”

as I

begins to thump, and

had… Goddess! That was mortifying! Remembering how it made me feel, I feel an odd sensation between my legs and push

chuckles. “Now I get what that glow is! But you

I squeak,

help me. I mean, can you please

laugh louder and

was right about her.” Alistair waves his hand as he pouts down at

palette.

a face

“I hear you were at the dinner last night… any

down, not sure if I

but she wasn’t leaving, and

wants to make

gasp, looking

before looking back at me. Alistair

pale.

Oh my gosh,

Alistair squeals and

sound.

isn’t Luna yet.

refuse.”

renders her speechless and Alistair simply smirks. “Yes, Dolores? Anything else you want to say,

purses her lips

but the prince said my training starts today. I don’t know what he meant. I was

looking at Alistair hopefully.

his palette

“Ok, I don’t know

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