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 human blood if

what he needs.

I grab the bottle that Gray had brought for me earlier and

out

step of his

blood, he will

me and, throwing his head

than I can

his lips as he rolls his neck before

eyes

and being a vampire means that every single one of

be

“Kash…” I murmur.

to hurt him, but if he tries to attack,

his head to the side, his hair falling in

ask, trying to stay calm. New vampires can

unpredictable…

me feel light-headed and even when his hand wraps around

fear him, even if I

I don’t think

now I’m f*uc*king

I’ m relieved to see that he still

god.” I mutter, closing my

important a wolf is to werewolves, and I ’ve seen him

times. He is a part of Kash and he is drawn to me.

a small part of

neck tightens as his gaze dips

about that anger makes my

he backs me

“I can sense your thoughts.”

the connection

do you sense?” I

me, caging me between the wall and his

He whispers huskily, and before I

he kisses me

fight it and I don’t really want to.

I lock my arm around his neck, the other resting

him, feel his thick hard c*oc*k press

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

at once…