His Dark Obsession

59. A Message

ZEDKIEL.

“Did you find anything at all?” Chasyn asks me as I remove the nails and lift the Oracle’s body to the ground, looking around I yank the charred tablecloth off and cover her body. 2

“Not yet.” I say, staring down at the Oracle’s body, I sniff the air, letting the smell of blood fill my nose. There are two different smells mixed in… I lean down, sniffing the blood. It’s not Evangeline’s blood.

Relief floods me, and I stand up.

I don’t know why she thinks she killed her, but I plan to find out who it really belongs to, but this blood is not Evangeline’s. I’ve tasted hers, smelt hers… this one is nowhere near hers.

“Don’t touch anything in here.” I hear Chasyn command some of the men. I slowly walk through the room, trying to visualise what may have happened.

The runes and the burns are the Oracle’s doing, her magic draws from herself and that around her. I know that much. I frown as I crouch down looking at the marks on the floor.

There are no claw marks, no torn clothes… This isn’t a werewolf or a witch… I’ve studied all kinds of species and magic, but this was a battle of a different kind of magic…

I wipe a bit of the blood and taste it, hearing Chasyn groan from the doorway.

“Don’t do that.’ He mutters, grossed out.

“Don’t look then.” I reply coldly, frowning as I scan the floor slowly once more before walking back to the Oracle and looking at her hands, her entire body is covered in blood… but I can smell some other blood on her too and I lift one of her hands, before examining it closer. There’s someone else’s blood on her hands and behind her nails…

Frowning, I pause. It’s definitely not the same as the one on the floor.

I hear footsteps, and Chasyn enters, shutting the door behind him.

“What is it, Zed?”

“There’s blood from two different people here. As we already know, a scuffle took place. This is something that forensics can figure out… I don’t know how long it will take to get some answers but I can pinpoint that blood if I smell it again.” I say, pointing at the Oracle’s neck that isn’t covered by the tablecloth. “The blood on the ground is the Oracle’s…”

“D*mn…”

Standing up, I walk over to the table, picking up one of the bloodstained iron nails. Taking a sniff, I pause, looking down at it.

Her opponent had bled very little… I burn the smell into my mind and turn to Chasyn.

“It’s not a werewolf.”

“Yeah, no one thinks so.” He mutters, looking uncomfortable.

“Oh yeah, I’m the one everyone suspects, right?”

Chasyn looks up and although I keep my face emotionless, I cannot deny that it angers me. “It’s not like

that Zed…”

“Like I f**king care. Anyone who did this would have been covered in blood, or at least have some blood

anywhere long enough to shower or change.”

one of the shelves that contained vials and bottles of potions. Most have been destroyed in the apparent struggle that took place here, or should I say duel. “Have you noticed there is also no scent here? Remember the potion that removes scent that we used to

look

used to use?” I ask, going over to him as he

“Well, unlike you I didn’t want to be caught, and she never complained about us asking for some…“ Chasyn sighs gravely and I’m about to

this bottle broke accidentally,”

“Possible, but it’s safe to say we should be careful. Besides, the rest of the bottles seem to have shattered from force, but this one… it’s broken like it

He had a point, and I nod. He pauses, and I know he’s being

is it?” I ask, irritated with this

has filled them

hell. I didn’t see the

even find out?” I ask icily, my eyes slowly scanning the walls,

here that I

the

been nothing but f**king bad luck and

the only one of these rushed marriages that even feels like a

him, wondering why he

“I claimed her before

talking about her when I see her either.” He

a shopping trip with Lucia. “You still have an attachment to her, although you’re mated

into his pocket and fishes

room.

make us stronger. Omegas are treasures for us to claim, gems to enjoy and to treat with love, but they are gentle by nature and far weaker than an Alpha or high-rank she-wolf. No offence to Evangeline, she is, in my eyes, your greatest downfall

an Alpha wouldn’t ever be

anyone had a fated Omega mate.” He reminds me, but I’m mated to an Omega. “Hence why I think you should have kept her as your Omega and taken

him coldly. Even if she is my fated mate or chosen, she would have still been my Luna. I try

marks on the floor as

never planned to make Evangeline my Luna, but my Queen. She may be an Omega, but she has the quality to become a true

face changes into one of surprise before he smiles. “You love her.”

Love?

Does that even

that she’s my fated mate, not whilst this tournament is ongoing. I

head when I stare

“What the…”

“What is it?” Chasyn

is embedded with a message. I can recognise the Oracle’s markings anywhere… but it’s the message that makes

and end the war within yourself. You are both each other’s blessing and curse. Return to the

for me. I know

looking at?” He

the fact that that was

Did that mean whatever happened here is linked to

glancing back at the body in confusion before we

I’m in the hall again as Dad paces