His Dark Obsession

His Fated Obsession (Book 2) Chapter 39. Ascension

EVANGELINE.

I have never worn a dress with so many jewels, yet at the same time feel as light as I do. The lightweight shimmering silver fabric somehow holds the tiny diamonds that adorn it, despite how flimsy the fabric appears to me. The skirt that flares at my thighs seems to float around my feet, as it hugs my thighs.

It is strapless and attached to the back, is a glimmering darker silver fluid-looking fabric, that trails on the ground behind me.

Unlike the dress which contains only tiny jewels, this top layer contains diamonds in several colours, different shades of reds, greys and clear diamonds. All combined to create a beautiful design on the trail.

My neck, arms and ears are glittering with jewels, and upon my head is a matching crown.

The only makeup I am wearing is a deep red coloured lipstick. My hair is styled in a small quiff to hold my tiara, the rest is left open, glittering with tiny jewels.

The huge hall is full of powerful figures, high lords, gods, and goddesses.

I may not have been here for long, but I’m able to fit in and hold my ground, even when I know half of these immortals are looking down upon me. Yet it all comes so naturally to me now.

As for Zed, He may not be born a god, but he is one, and he stands by my side fearlessly and confidently, challenging anyone to dare try to insult me.

None do outright, and those who make subtle jabs, cast him one look before they fall back.

Yet I know the way the game is played here, direct shots are never fired, and if someone insults another, it’s repaid with curses, vengeance or judgement. Not with mere words.

A room full of beautiful people who can be equally dangerous…

Magic and power wrap around them like a cloak. For some, it’s like a protective shield and for others, another precious possession.

Everything before me makes me realise that there is not simply one person in power, but many who contribute to the bigger picture. Along with it, it is the cause of many clashes.

Jewelled lanterns hang from the ceiling, every arch

hang from the huge chandeliers are lit with glowing

and pillars, travelling up the

yet powerful, orchestrated by

music, it hits deep, just as everything here does. It has been a while since the event had begun, the chattering and bustle far more relaxed than I had

and I had entered arm in arm, and then we drank and snacked on delicacies I cannot even name, fruit that tasted far better than anything I had ever tasted

only did they sparkle, but the hues were that of grapes I have never

on my position as the new goddess. “It’s high time that the moon has the grace of a goddess back here… I just hope that Selene’s daughter does justice to that title. Let’s hope that you can handle the responsibilities that come with being a

if she simply did not exist or,

woman, not caring about that. With her long black hair, a jewelled star embedded in the centre of her forehead, and steel-grey eyes, I knew who she was before she had even

she will,” Zedkiel says,

smiles faintly, her attention

so.” She says, before she turns and

not upset

we did, it just means she’s

the same as

embroidered shirt, and black pants. He wears no jewellery, yet he stands out, his skin

lip slightly, admiring him, when suddenly his goldy-green eyes snap to

feel of his manhood against my

He

thumb over his bottom lip. “Can I not stare at my incredibly handsome mate.” I whisper, tilting

waiting, leaning down and capturing my lips with his

kiss before we part. A sexy smirk crosses his lips, and I

and I, but of course, I will always want him to look at me like he

through the link. I smile

his jaw. “You.” I whisper, pecking