His Dark Obsession

(Book 2) Chapter 29. United

EVANGELINE.

Nothing.

I feel like I’m in limbo, ever since she pushed me away, snatching control from me, I’ve been forced here. Alone. I can’t sense Luna… nor can I feel anything or see anything. I’m just in a void of nothingness.

In a state of comatose. For how long? I don’t know…

How much longer will I remain here? Even that is something I have no answer to… I miss him… miss my mate who I yearn for…

My greatest regret is that the last things I said to him were out of anger. If I get the chance to meet him again, to right this wrong, I promise that I will never argue with him again.

Please let me have that chance.

Yet there’s nothing I can do, even when I will my body to move, nothing happens. I can’t open my eyes… I can’t move. I’m supposed to be a goddess, yet here I am…

Entirely useless.

Zedkiel.

The thought of him is what is keeping me hoping, there is no way I will lose hope. I believe he will somehow fix things. Somehow… Please… Eternity seems to pass and I feel as if I’m losing my mind. I’m imagining

Zed’s scent, even if it’s not real, it’s comforting…

I miss you…

My chest constricts as that scent grows stronger, and then I feel the most beautiful, delicious sparks course through me when strong hands roll me over from the position

I have remained in for who knows how long.

A strong beating heart and that scent, It can’t be… I must be dreaming! Did he really find me?!

‘‘Little Mouse… f*uck…” His deep sexy voice makes my heart leap.

He pulls me into his chest, and I am engulfed with such powerful emotions and all I want to do is hug him tightly, to kiss him and tell him I’m sorry but I cannot move.

‘‘F*uck you’re here… Wake up Evangeline.”

There’s an urgency to his voice as he kisses my cheeks, lips, neck and anywhere he can reach. Each feathery kiss from those plump lips leaving a tingly touch of magic in their wake. I can’t open my eyes, even though I’m trying, I just feel lifeless and useless.

up.” He taps my face sharply and despite feeling it, I can’t respond. I’m fighting this but it’s futile, fear begins to crawl into me at the thought that maybe I’ll

cradles me in his lap. I want to give him a sign I’m here, to reassure him that I

me Little Mouse….” He

For what?

sparks erupt through

through me. I feel the bond strengthen and something snap, I gasp, my eyes flying open and I’m

his arms as he freezes before he extracts his teeth, running his tongue along my mark and I shiver from

He breathes, relief flooding his voice, his hand tangling in my hair as he tugs

red eyes that are full of such

hair falls to his shoulders, and it makes me wonder how much

least he’s here, wherever this is. I fling my arms around his neck, my heart in my

to me, stronger, more melodic, and it resonates around us. You came for me.” “I always will.” He murmurs, stroking my back and the side of

thundering as I try to form words, but I’m so overwhelmed with emotions,

you.” I

little mate.” He replies huskily,

remain like that for a while, our emotions running

Zedkiel and my own, yet I feel she’s still not entirely here. Like she’s there but still not able to communicate with me as if separated by a

we’ll get

being apart from me so intensely that it doesn’t

I move back, shifting my position in his lap until I’m straddling him and crash my lips against

his chest through the thin fabric that seems to be

the kiss, devouring

I allow him willingly, my moans filling the air, and

wearing as his fingers dig into

kiss his neck hungrily, rolling my hips,

us and I suck in a breath as I look down between

flash as sinful desire consumes me and I reach

as I run my hand along it before I guide him to my e*ntrance. I don’t

He murmurs, as he grabs my breasts, pulling down my dress and taking one n*ipple in his mouth just as

lock my arms around his neck, pressing his face against my b*reast as

grips my

me moan. He isn’t holding back either, the e*rotic sound of our skin slapping against one another and the m*oans that leave our lips filling the

“F*uck Zed!” I whimper.

spanks my a*ss, grabbing it as his lips crash against mine once more. This time the kiss is rougher, bruising, and the taste of blood fills my mouth as

into my hair, as he starts kissing me down my neck, and I

my vision tainted with dots as I

up, as he rams into me