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

a bed… he kills me in a bedroom…

arms around myself wishing I knew what my dream

the oracle? But she was

won’t-

Zedkiel’s wife,

to me

what was making

he is the man

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

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

today and if I truly want freedom, then I 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 prepare for the day. I need to be at my

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

are people paying to

clothes.

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

cheeks burn and I pause. Did he

in the mirror that

closet staring at

will beg for me.’ His words ring

my mind.

No, I will not!

was nothing special

up and pull my hair back into a ponytail until Alistair

the bedding and quickly message Alistair on the tablet that I will have breakfast, and then come to see

instantly, and

leave the quarters, heading to the kitchens for

that the

asked for food. They were also treating me a little

was a burden, even though the

it because everyone knew I was at the dinner last night or because of the huge mark on my

by the

to the head Omega’s

doesn’t bother us; I think

first styles my hair, then moves

last night, girl I need deets.” Alistair

I remember what

My heart begins

it made me feel, I feel an odd sensation between my legs and push

get what that glow is!

happened!” I

to help me. I mean,

only makes him laugh louder and Dolores huffs. “Keep

be crabby just because I was right about her.” Alistair waves his hand

palette.

simply makes a face as she

over. “I hear you were at

sure

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

to make me his

what-” They gasp, looking

me. Alistair looks

pale.

gosh, I’m talking

squeals and I flinch at

sound.

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

didn’t refuse.” I

“Yes, Dolores?

simply purses her lips

I don’t know what he meant. I was h-hoping you could help me.”

looking at Alistair hopefully.

his palette down

don’t know what

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