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

and I stay frozen in

bed… he kills me in

myself wishing I knew what my dream

But she

won’t-

As Zedkiel’s

me

was what was making me the

fact that he is the man

have plagued me for years… I walk to the window and

out in the yard, starting on their day, and I cast my gaze

need to make sure I do my best in whatever training he was going on about. Maybe I’ll have an early breakfast and then

torn patches in a few places. It was strange to have jeans that were made to look like this instead of

paying to have

clothes.

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

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

in the mirror that

the walk-in closet staring

beg for me.’ His words

my mind.

No, I will not!

was nothing special

my jeans up and pull my hair back into a ponytail until Alistair will fix it. I take out a red halter top and put it on, which leaves my

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

replies instantly,

quarters, heading to

was lucky that the kitchen

when I asked for food. They were

was a burden, even though the whispers

or because of the huge mark on my back?

claimed by the Third

the head Omega’s room, and Alistair gets to

bother us; I think she

here. He first styles

night, girl I need deets.” Alistair

burn as I remember

begins to thump, and my cheeks

mortifying! Remembering how it made me feel, I feel an

get what that glow

I

need to help me. I mean, can you please help

laugh louder

because I was right about her.” Alistair waves

palette.

a face as she

at the

sure if

but she wasn’t leaving, and I needed Alistair’s help. “Well…

to make me his

gasp, looking

looking back at me. Alistair looks beyond ecstatic, and Dolores

pale.

gosh, I’m

Alistair squeals and I

sound.

She isn’t Luna yet.

didn’t refuse.”

Alistair simply smirks. “Yes, Dolores? Anything else you want to say, Sunshine?”

her lips together,

I don’t know

looking at Alistair hopefully.

his palette down

don’t know

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