His Dark Obsession

39. A Connection

ZEDKIEL.

I stare at her, my heart rate quickening. Of all things, I wasn’t expecting her to say that… but her words shook me and not because of the reason behind her fear of me, but because it aligned with what occurred in the Chamber of Truth. The ominous warning that took place at my Blood Ritual, to kill the woman with hair as dark as night, skin as pale as snow and eyes the colour of the bird of night…

I would end up killing her? I scrub my hand down my face, trying to remain emotionless.

I look at her as she sits there, trying to stifle her tears; I can’t imagine myself killing her… Not her. Anyone but her.

But I’ve already hurt her before… My Lycan is always fighting to come forward when she is around, wanting to devour her… but I know that despite that, I wouldn’t have hurt her the other night. When I drank. her blood, it was her ripping away that had caused her that injury.

I push the thoughts away, needing to focus on what she had just said. These dreams, my omen… There. has to be more to this, a way to stop that from happening

A part of me wants to reassure her that it’s going to be ok, that I won’t hurt her, but can I guarantee that? Deep down I couldn’t, regardless of everything that has or hasn’t happened I couldn’t give her my word. I slowly crouch down in front of her, placing my hand on her knee.

“Evangeline.” Her heart thumps as she looks at me, she’s smudged her eye makeup, and she looks even more like a panda now… “Look. I don’t know what to make of your dream…. but I know I wouldn’t intentionally kill you…”

The flash of fear in her eyes tells me she’s thinking exactly the same thing as me. Who knows what I’d do when I wasn’t in my right mind?

I sigh quietly, watching the black marks of her makeup mixing with her tears as she wipes her face, making them even worse. It is obvious she doesn’t wear makeup much because she’s either forgotten. about it or she just doesn’t care. “Nothing I say will reassure you when even I don’t trust myself… however … there’s something about you…”

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That makes me want to keep you close forever, but I don’t say that to her. I can’t.

“You’re not angry?” She asks, almost as if that in itself shocks her. She watches me as she wipes her tears.

away.

Can you be angry at a panda in a red dress? I smirk slightly and stand up.

“No, I appreciate you sharing that. We need answers… I feel your dream connects to my Ritual…”

“Ritual?” She asks.

I didn’t tell anyone about that night. We aren’t really meant to discuss it in detail… but why do I feel like there’s more to us… between us…

to her. “We need to find out why you have those dreams repeatedly. Have you

vaguely remember telling Grandmother Philomena once, but she said it is just

it keeps happening, and

change, I’m going to

hurries to the closet taking some clothes. “Oh, and you might want

I hear her gasp and I smirk, but it only lasts a moment as her

a hoodie. She steps out of the bathroom; her face is now free of makeup, her cheeks are flushed, and strands of her

“My make-up…”

finish, tossing her one of my hoodies. I love the clothes they had picked out for her, but tonight I want her to

She murmurs before pulling on the hoodie over the red

had to be

we going?” She asks when I pull my hood up and lead the way

of the

Her heart rate quickens, and I

a joke,” I mutter, locking

to focus on her lips. Reaching

about me. Maybe if you didn’t always run, you might figure out a lot more.” I whisper back. My eyes are

before

down a side hallway. We’d take one of the back entrances. I didn’t want anyone to see where we were going. I don’t even

me where

begun to come out of her shell. Slowly but surely. I look away and answer her. “You’ll see.” Fifteen minutes later we are walking through the woods and the trees are getting tighter, making it harder for her

barely see anything?” I ask quietly.

am I not the same person who you think will kill you? I don’t reply until I slowly come to a stop. The trees open

She asks in a hushed

you feel something?”

something in

if she’d feel more at ease

chamber to anyone. Not that I think an omen such as mine

a powerful energy… but it

frown sharply but I don’t say anything, this is strange… there are so many who cross this area but don’t know what is beneath it, but

truth is right beneath

widen before she looks around sharply. “Why have you brought me

ordeal. What we see and experience in the chamber must stay in. the chamber