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.

I move fast, knowing he’ll leave the room to hunt for human blood if I don’t give

what he needs.

bottle that Gray had

hold it out to

The final step of his

Once he tastes human blood,

bottle from me and, throwing his head back, knocks

than I

sigh, licking his

red eyes

what I did… and being a vampire

be

“Kash…” I murmur.

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

the side, his hair falling

ask, trying to stay calm. New

unpredictable…

feel light-headed and even when

I don’t fear him, even if I

I don’t think

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

I’ m relieved to see that he still

mutter, closing my eyes in

wolf is to werewolves, and I ’ve

is a part of Kash and he is drawn to me. The last thing I wanted was

up killing even a small

my neck tightens as

Something about that anger makes my core

he backs

your thoughts.”

the connection

do you sense?”

against me, caging me between

huskily, and before I can reply,

he

I don’t really want

his neck, the other resting

can feel the power radiating off him, feel his thick

as he grips my neck tightly, kissing me as if he hates and wants

at once…