His Dark Obsession

His Fated Obsession (Book 2) Chapter 37. The Tree of Bonds

ZEDKIEL.

“My Goddess… I don’t think that’s possible.”

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Soren, one of the high servants, says to Evangeline.

It’s the following day, and we have spent the day learning everything we need to.

There is a lot here that needs doing, neglected for centuries. I’m shocked they’re even functioning without their leader.

Without their goddess, the people themselves are looked down upon as outcasts.

We are now in the palace garden, standing beneath the celestial tree of Bonds.

Its trunk and branches are silvery grey, shimmering under the light and upon the trunk is the same symbol that covers Evangeline’s back, engraved into the tree, shimmering a deep silvery black.

The leaves of the trees are a stunning mix of all shades of blues, each leaf is lighter at the centre with a deeper blue hue around the edges and upon these leaves are written the name of every couple that is tied together by the mate bond in a shimmering silver.

I can see the shimmering words, but they are in a language that I cannot read.

When a leaf falls from this tree, it means that one of the werewolves has passed away before meeting their fated mate. Also, when a leaf burns, it means the bond has been broken.

“I can’t remain here. There has to be a way, regardless of me taking this mantle, that I can walk the earth again.” Evangeline says, her voice strong and gentle, yet I can feel her worry through the bond.

With our marking completed, we are closer than ever. I glance at her. She looks breathtaking, her shimmering silver gown is adorned with gems and crystals along the shoulders and breasts, and her long hair is braided from the top and left open, cascading down her back and reaching her knees.

A crown adorns her head, and her hands and arms are covered with jewellery.

That’s something else I noticed. Despite the sun rising in the skies, her hair remains white. I wonder if it is because the true foundation of the Palace of Moonlight sits upon the moon?

Perhaps…

This conversation is something we ourselves have almost argued over… she promised to never leave me and yet she feels the burden of fixing things here, too. If that means I need to return here with her, then I will.

I walk around the tree wondering if my name is here. Every couple ever mated is part of this tree, if that bond survives anyway.

“We will think of a way. Perhaps we need something to hold your power for when you return to earth, because in your full celestial state, you cannot walk the earth.” Another high servant adds. “Yes… because even Selene went to earth to be with Raziel.”

Evangeline muses.

voice is different, almost like a melodic hum that resonates within your

she talks to her subjects, sometimes I feel like I don’t recognise her, but then she looks at

there, just grown and thrived into

and I know it’s because of everything we did last

looks away shyly, making me smirk as

We will look for a way,

my beautiful Goddess walks towards me. The shimmering white mist

isn’t it?” She says, looking at the

you.” I reply, gripping her waist and pulling her close, before claiming those plush lips in a sizzling

image of her, laying on the edge of the tub with her legs spread for me, flashes through my mind, and I throb against her. Her hands that rest on my bare chest now run up my shoulders, wrapping around my neck tightly as she kisses me harder.

love you too,

eyes; eyes, hair and lips that I was once warned about… how this curse and the scriptures painted a false picture, but the truth is, we had to find our own answers and figure it all out ourselves. But at least now we

soft sigh escaping her, and I inhale her scent, one that

of

But bonds are made here, in a way the tree and the moon help form those bonds, although it is the goddess’s duty to create them, she

on this tree, do you think our names

that would mean when someone is mated to a monster.She nods as she reaches up and the branches rustle and move until a branch from

that has two identical leaves coming off the tiny branch. One glowing brightly, and one… burnt and shrivelled and hanging on by just

know how to read the names to

is on

I figured.”

as she turns her head to

voice is soft, and I know she senses my

her crazy in love with me, and to only want me for herself? Yet here she is telling me she’s fine

not understanding the conflict within me, Evangeline.” I say, “You are the woman I desire, s*e*xually

she tilts her head,

would repeat itself because there is no way I could treat you both equally. I love you f*uc*king crazily. If we were ever

things could be different.” She whispers, her smooth creamy hands wrapping around

brow, displeased. “So you don’t feel possessive of me? You are simply going to allow another woman

you hold enough love for us both.” She answers, reaching up and

be blessed with another mate, and I want you to do that.” I say, voicing the

as she

say, and I mean it. “She doesn’t

what I’ve just said. “We would need to ask her. I don’t want her to think I did this out of malice. If

anything out of malice.” I