His Dark Obsession

13 His Deception

EVANGELINE.

I spent the morning in the off-limits library, a place that is not open to the public. Only a select few are allowed to venture here. A place that feels like it has not been disturbed in years, these books contain such precious history and are preserved by magic, but I can feel the spells have weakened greatly, some not even holding up on half the books resulting in them becoming unreadable.

The musty smell of dust and old books has seeped into my nose, ticking it. I have sneezed plenty of times.

I found two books on vampires earlier that I hoped might have some answers, but I decided not to look at those here, placing them aside to take and study when I’m alone.

Alistair has been a blessing, lightening the mood considerably when seeing the large piles of faded, battered books to go through. At the same time, trying to make sure we don’t damage them further.

Alistair is sifting through them, trying to organise them, whilst Lucia and I bury our heads in the old scrolls and books.

However, even after a few hours, there is nothing much, almost as if certain parts of our histories had been purposely removed from here. There are a few books that also contain missing pages. Something that we noticed a few times.

There was one more thing that I noticed. There is no mention of the moon goddess being on earth… which only pushes me to think that I am definitely correct. I was never able to make it this far.

Maybe it is wishful thinking, but I am hoping that this time we can get past what everyone thinks and what fate wishes for.

No matter what is thrown at us, we will make it through.

“Look, Evangeline,” Lucia says, coughing as a puff of dust fills her nose.

“It’s so dusty! My hair will need a good wash after this.” Alistair says, wafting the dust away from his face as he takes the book from Lucia and carries it to the table.

“Thank you, Alistair.” She smiles as she takes the seat next to me. “Here.”

She flips open the book and I lean over to see what it is, in hopes that maybe, just maybe, there’s something in here.

The book in question is falling apart, and she has dug it out from somewhere far at the back. From what I can make of it anyway, it’s at least several centuries old and I can see the glimmer of magic that is fading, ancient magic used to preserve it.

“Here… look, it mentions a calamity that took place several centuries ago.” She says, pointing to a page that is barely readable.

“None shalt forget the calamity of the gods. Their punishment was for us. The blood yonder marred the lands in the wakes of the fall of the beloved rulers at their own hand… destined to a fate of doom, did rid ‘t doth take us years to rise from the betrayal of our beastly king…”

It’s difficult to read, the writing and the words from a time long gone. “The haunting of his sins will terrorize the dreams of many a lost night. Ay, he did take the life of his queen and did leave us with none to guide us. Woe to the hybrid king, woe to the beast upon two…”

It cuts off there, and I stare at the next page or where there should have been the next page… a few pages have clearly been torn from here.

“I’m not sure of the wording, but I feel it’s something?” She asks hopefully.

I nod. “I think so…”

Beastly king… hybrid king… madness… the life of his queen.

History is repeating itself and we needed to avoid that at all costs.

“Thank you, Lucia…” I say, standing up with the book. “I need to show this to Zed.”

“Anytime.” She says, her eyes full of worry. “Evangeline…”

“Hmm?” I ask. She smiles gently, but she can’t hide the concern from her eyes.

“Please take care of yourself.” She whispers.

I frown slowly and nod, tucking a strand of my black hair behind my ear. I wasn’t sure why my hair returned to black, when I had tried to summon my powers just to make sure they had been the same.

Luna was asleep in my mind and I didn’t want to disturb her over my hair, let her rest…

as I pick up the

the only friend Zed has and the only family Isa truly has. I still

back.”

will walk you.” Alistair

anything I will let you know.” Lucia says as

but we will stop only

I will return once I drop our queen to her king.” Alistair says with

that I’ve found two souls who I can call

me, telling me he’s busy and so I decide to head back to our bedroom. I wonder what Cole

I had asked a healer about vampire bites, using the excuse that I am doing some research for the upcoming war. Sadly, they don’t have any cure

isn’t a solution

bedroom, I bid Alistair farewell before entering our quarters. I frown as I’m

room, hearing the sound of two racing hearts

know Azariah is my

thundering as I feel unease grip me as I

Azariah?

Zed’s words replay in my mind ‘is my son…’ What is

doesn’t have a son, or

door that is ajar, Isabella’s scent is strong in my nose and I suddenly feel uneasy. Something holds me back,

nothing could have prepared me for the

when he greeted her in the gardens that first night… his hand is caressing her back

as if someone has

and I feel Luna stir

he

there’s nothing between them… but I

feeling as if I’m drowning, hoping for Zed to move

away from her,

But he doesn’t…

unrecognisable, powerful and cold as Luna lets her

off our

ever so guiltily, their faces pale. Caught

looks

him if there was anything between

cry. I refuse to

voice ridden

and Luna want me to

No.

shut behind me, running down the hall. I just need to be away from everyone. I don’t think I’ve ever moved as fast as I am now, not wanting to

voice comes. Her voice

back. I’m about to shift when someone steps into my

“Whoa… whoa, Eva!”

as Kash grabs my

I command through the link, knowing my voice

to talk to you.” He says softly. I can sense the confusion in his voice as he’s forced to let go of

So Zedkiel linked him.

tell him I don’t want to talk to him.” I sneer icily, my voice shaking. “He

shocked by my tone but I don’t care,

Zedkiel…

listen to

know he won’t allow me to leave just like this, I turn. My eyes blazing as

I glare at Zedkiel, whose eyes