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.

shut the f*uc*k up, you chose the wrong side.” Ragnar

twin princes up too.” I state icily. “Where are the King, the other Princes, the

Beta, Gamma, their families and a few others are being held in the torture dungeons.” One of the warriors says, bowing down to me. I clench

and the rest, and 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

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

hurry I head to the hospital

at the door to the king’s room. Two warriors

I pause when I see the sleeping king. But it is his state that

to a machine, and he’s hooked up to blood. His body is covered in bruises and

a good

touched the King or has any information regarding what happened, I want reported to me.’ I say through my link, reaching out to every wolf around

deep, shaky breath. He’s pale, and his heartbeat is weak. I cross

time is near… I can feel him nearing death’s

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

can’t.’ Luna says

I

at the king. He has seven sons, yet on his

to his side.’ I say through the link.

I

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

wonder if

whisper, looking down at the king, unable to stop the tears that trickle

her own attempt to comfort me.

he was a good king.’ I whisper, wishing Zedkiel was here. ‘He was one

a good Dad…’ Evelyn replies as one of

wipe it away and just then his eyes flutter open, making me hope that somehow, he will be ok, but I know that is

moment before

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

Evangeline.” I whisper,

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

one hand. “Your majesty.” I whisper,

is dipping and rising, making my nervousness

“Where… where are the rest?” He asks