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

he kills

around myself wishing I knew

oracle? But she

surely. She won’t-

Zedkiel’s wife,

me and offer

was what was making me the

The fact that he is

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

on their day, and I cast my gaze to the mountains, the

my best in whatever training he was going on

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

paying to

clothes.

size too small. Perhaps I need

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

mirror that

the walk-in closet staring

for me.’

my mind.

No, I will not!

was nothing special about

pull my hair back into a ponytail until Alistair will fix it. I take out a red halter top and put it

sigh before I fix the bedding and quickly message Alistair on the tablet that I will have breakfast,

instantly, and

leave the quarters, heading to the kitchens for a

lucky that the kitchen staff

for food. They were also treating me a little better

was a burden, even though the whispers and

because of the huge mark on my back? Gossip travels fast. I

by

make my way to the head Omega’s

doesn’t bother us; I

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

how was the dinner last night, girl I

burn as I remember

night. My heart begins to

me feel, I feel an odd sensation between my

get what that glow

happened!” I

help me. I mean, can

laugh louder and Dolores huffs. “Keep

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

palette.

a face

over. “I hear you were at the dinner

down, not sure

leaving, and

make me his Luna…

gasp,

Alistair looks

pale.

Oh my gosh,

and I flinch

sound.

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

didn’t refuse.”

speechless and Alistair simply smirks. “Yes, Dolores? Anything else

simply purses her lips together,

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

looking at Alistair hopefully.

palette down and fans

I don’t know what

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