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.

to hunt for

what he needs.

grab the bottle that Gray had brought for me earlier and swiftly unscrew

hold it out to him

step of

tastes human blood, he will have completed his

He snatches the bottle from me and, throwing his head back, knocks it

than I can stand

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

eyes

being a vampire means that every single one

be

“Kash…” I murmur.

tries to attack, I’ m going to have to

He tilts his head to the side, his hair falling in his eyes s*e*xily, as he

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

unpredictable…

makes me feel light-headed and even

even if I am wary of

down, I don’t think he’ll hurt

princess… and now I’m f*uc*king

and I’ m relieved to

I mutter, closing

I know how important a wolf is to

Kash and he is drawn to me. The last thing

killing even a small part of

grip on my neck tightens as his gaze

that anger makes

as he backs me

your

Ah… the

“And what exactly do you

body against me, caging me

and before I

mine as he kisses me

I can’t fight it and I don’t really

I lock my arm around his neck, the other resting on

off him,

tightly, kissing me as if he hates and

at once…