His Dark Obsession

53. Conflict

EVANGELINE.

I cough when he lets go, and I look up at him.

“Zedkiel!” I say, reaching for him, but it’s then I realise it’s not him… “You’re…”

“Can you not tell the difference between us?” He says darkly, and I realise my

mistake.

He’s talking in that strange stiff manner like the words aren’t natural to him…

Oh no… was I just talking to Zedkiel right now? “Y-your…”

“I told you not to mention anything to Zedkiel… He heard what you said. He knows we

talked. You are making things extremely hard for me now, Little Dark

Mate.”

“I didn’t mean to. Keeping secrets from

Zedkiel is only causing problems. I need

answers. You said he will kill me, you said

that-”

“I also said do not tell him.” He looks

down at his hands as if examining them.

“I didn’t, I was asking you-” I begin, but he casts me a warning glare. “I’m sorry

for not being careful…” I end meekly.

“There is no need for meaningless words.

Time is running out, Little Dark Mate, and you are awakening… Soon the stars will

align…”

He’s talking cryptically, but I’m taking in

every word.

“What is your name?” I ask bravely. I

don’t know how dangerous he is, but one

thing I know for certain is that he will not

hurt me.

“Zarachiel.” He says after a moment.

Like the archangel…

“Zarachiel… Nice to meet you.” I say, giving him a small, gentle smile. He doesn’t

respond to it, but he does reach out and caress my cheek. “Y-you call me Dark Mate…

why?”

“Because you hold great evil within you… but I don’t care. You are still my mate and it’s

my duty to protect you. It doesn’t matter what else happens, you are mine.”

He says, a small frown on his face.

It’s like he is trying to convince himself.

My stomach twists. Evil? I’m not evil.

‘Aren’t you?’ That same sinister voice comes in my head, making me shiver and

I frown.

“You say that I’m your mate…”

He simply smirks. “Even Zedkiel realised you are our mate.” He murmurs. “Do you not

feel it? The sparks when I touch you?”

He runs his hand down my cheek and

neck before he grabs me by the arm and

yanks me into his lap.

“I-I do, but they aren’t- they can’t be…” I

trail off, not knowing what I’m even trying to say. Trying to understand what he’s saying.

“Are you insinuating that we are mates?” I ask softly, my cheeks

burning when he seems a little more interested in outlining my nipple with his finger.

I shy away from his touch and cross my arms over my breasts, knowing I should have

put on a bra. The hunger in his eyes isn’t something I can ignore.

“I’m not insinuating anything. I know that you are our mate. Zedkiel knows it

too.” He states, making my stomach drop. My heart thunders as the words finally sink in.

I was… I am… an Alpha Prince’s mate? My

hands feel shaky when I move my hair off my face.

“W-what?”

“He realised today when we felt you

drowning.” He replies, his red eyes filling with anger at the memory.

Zedkiel is my

possible… I don’t even have a w- wolf, how can he

I ask bravely, feeling my hands begin

mate, he’ll

unable to look him in the eye as I straddle his

me well for far longer than he knew I was his mate. I

that today…

you know?

can’t have

repeat needing answers, but I’m no longer certain who I’m

it’s too late… this has set it all into play.”

darkening.

“Set what into play?” I ask, wishing

spoke clearly.

unity will lead to despair. No matter what

in pain even and when he looks at me once again, his eyes are haunted

memories I don’t even

to ask about.

“Every single time?” I

mean we

life? Is that

sadly and

us be together. We are destined to

doomed…” His words make my blood run cold and my heart

a good

you away, we somehow end up finding one

the moment we cross paths… it’s

up every word carefully. It all merges with

if there is no hope?

we need to

“He knows!” He snarls,

“Look, Little Mate, you

anything. After all, he never fully told you what the Shadow

a fool, and you are becoming as

to

Zedkiel coming forward? Obviously,

knew Zarachiel can

can, but it’s clear that

it comes to

is

out, I

answers!

was said in the chamber?

me.” I ask

that you yield to the woman with hair as dark as night,

of cherry and

when you allow her evil to bleed within you… pay heed,

I can see the layer of sweat on his forehead as

his eyes flickering from green-gold

his words.

Evil.

Am I evil?

what to make of

that I am…

–

that is so wrong –

evil?

‘Don’t believe him, he’s lying. They don’t care for us.’ That

and I shiver involuntarily.

expected me to be fully

he knows we

then the truth of

again soon. Next time wait for me to

closer he runs his tongue along my lips

graze against mine making my core throb as

find myself kissing him back. He groans in approval

and

“Wait! Please! I know that you’re scared of trusting Zedkiel, but I

work as a team to

Please-” 1

falls back on the cushion, his eyes fluttering shut, and

defeat.

Goddess… why

to Zedkiel. I

can continue

he’s lying. Do not trust

of them.

you?’

do not

‘You will find out.’

her voice

as Zedkiel bolts

He exhales and runs a hand down

attention

My mate.

“What the fuck

angry that I kept a secret or two from you,

two very vital pieces of information from me.” I

am overreacting… I’m

but either

meet mine and

of the conversation he

of confusion in his eyes.

sure what I

do you mean?” He

many secrets

that you’re too confused

ask softly, realising I’m

his thighs.

move off him,

by my hips,

gasp when I feel his cock press against my core through the fabric of

unable to stop,

for a second