His Dark Obsession

(Book 2) Chapter 60. A Passing

EVANGELINE.

Danciana and Maryka slowly rise to their feet. From their pale faces, they were not expecting that. I rein in my aura, glancing around. No one moves. I guess I don’t need to use my powers. They bow down to my simple commands. They can sense who I am, my presence alone enough.

“You should be ashamed for having your mate thrown in prison and betraying him.” I say icily to Maryka. “Hold your tongue unless I ask you to speak”

Her eyes flash, her lips quivering with anger, but she is unable to argue with me.

“These lands once belonged to the Night Shade Pack You are making a mistake

Evangeline and remember the King lives. You are not in charge.” Danciana says haughtily, but despite her calm exterior, she’s terrified. “I am acting on his behalf.”

“Oh, I am, and when the King comes forth, only then will I speak to him, as for acting on his behalf? I don’t see him submitting to another pack!” I growl.

She flinches, her eyes darting around the room as I advance upon her.

“You, as the King’s Luna, should be representing him! Not defying his beliefs.”

With each step closer, I also pay attention to those around me, realising that more than half of the men are wearing the crest of the Night Shade Pack.

“She is a traitor… apprehend her!” Danciana shouts, forced to step back.

But no one moves, and I reach her, reaching up I rip the crown that she wears off her head, tossing it onto the throne behind her.

Gasps fill the room and even Danciana is visibly shaking as she realises she can’t move, my eyes blazing as they dare her to defy me.

“Luna Evangeline!” Philip exclaims. I glare at the member of the king’s court, instantly silencing him.

“Being the goddess sure makes for a boring showdown,” Ragnar mutters, and I almost smile.

“Lock the traitors, Danciana and Maryka Vilkas, in the dungeons where they will remain until their sentences are announced!” I growl, my eyes blazing.

There are probably traitors here who do not wish to see me as queen, or some forced or bound to serve the Luna Queen, or should I say Ex-Queen.

“You are making a mistake. YOU FOOLS! SHE’S THE TRAITOR!” Drystan thunders.

f*uc*k up, you chose the wrong side.”

“Where are the King, the other Princes, the Beta

few others are being held in the torture dungeons.” One of the warriors says, bowing down to me.

summon an emergency meeting with those who are in the dungeons. As for the council members who were on your mother’s side… imprison them and then we

nod. I can’t risk using the portal for everyone. I will

me to hurry I head to the hospital wing and soon the king’s scent

the silent hospital area, I follow my nose until I am at the door to

their concern. Pushing the door open, I pause

hooked up to blood. His body is covered in bruises and gashes. Whoever he fought

put up a

information regarding what happened, I want reported to me.’

his heartbeat is weak. I cross the room, my footsteps echoing in the silent room, and I place a hand on the

I can feel him

am about to summon my powers. But deep down, I know if I do, I’ll be messing with the balance of life and death… He is already teetering on the brink of life and death. This means he now falls under another God… The god of

can’t.’ Luna says

know.’ I whisper

seven sons, yet on

on his deathbed… please come to his side.’ I say

I know he’s heard

just Alcazer and I… Chasyn isn’t in any position

reply comes. I wonder if my words shook

the king, unable to stop the tears that

her own attempt to comfort me. I can’t

was one of the rare people who treated Zedkiel like a person

replies as one of my tears splashes onto the king’s

then his eyes flutter open, making me hope that somehow, he will be ok,

moment before he recognises

Moon Goddess.’ He says softly, smiling slightly and I can’t help but return it with one of my own, even if my heart is breaking inside. His eyes twinkle and I wonder if

just Evangeline.” I

wish we had more time, but alas… life has its own plans.” He says, taking

face with one hand. “Your majesty.”

is dipping and rising, making

“Where…