His Dark Obsession

Continuation from His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse to

His Fated Obsession (Book 2) Chapter 43- An Intense Awakening

ZIAHRA.

I killed him!

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My heartbeat rings in my ears, my entire body freezing up as I realise what I have just

done.

Blade’s body drops to the ground, and I jump back.

A shaky gasp leaves me as I stare at the dead body of one of my closest comrades.

Memories of the past ring through my head, and I grip my head as I stare at the blood

that now spreads across the laminate flooring.

‘I’ll always have your back Zia… Yeah? I’ll always have yours too… if anyone tries to

turn on you, I’ll have your back… Oh sure, I’ll try to never turn my back on anyone…’

I killed him…

I fall to my knees beside the two bodies, feeling as if everything is going wrong.

What have I done?

F*uc*k!

I close my eyes, taking a few steadying breaths.

“You’ve got this Ziahra.” I tell myself.

Breathe in… breathe out… I’ve got this…

A sharp gasp and the sudden thumping of a heart makes my head snap up.

My heart leaps when I see Kash’s eyes fly open, blazing red as he jolts upright. His

fangs are out as he scans the room, a look of pure hunger on his face.

the room to hunt for

what he needs.

I grab the bottle that Gray had brought for me earlier

and hold it out to him as he glances

final step

tastes human blood, he will

and, throwing his head back, knocks it down

I can stand

a satisfied sigh, licking his lips as he rolls his neck

eyes

being a vampire means that every single one

be

“Kash…” I murmur.

don’t want to hurt him, but if he tries to attack, I’ m going

hair falling in his eyes s*e*xily,

“How are you feeling?” I ask, trying to stay calm. New vampires

unpredictable…

makes me feel light-headed and

I don’t fear him, even if I am wary of

Deep down, I don’t

princess… and now I’m f*uc*king pissed off.” He growls,

to see

god.” I mutter, closing

wolf is to werewolves, and I

and he is drawn to me. The last

a small part

neck tightens

about that anger makes

he backs me

can sense your thoughts.” He

the

“And what exactly do you

presses his body against me, caging me between the wall and his

want me.” He whispers huskily, and before I can

as he kisses me

I don’t really want to. He’s alive and

arm around his neck, the other resting on his abs as

radiating off him, feel his thick hard c*oc*k press against

Feel his rage as he grips my neck tightly, kissing me as if he hates

at once…