His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 9 His

EVANGELINE.

A squeak left my mouth, and I wondered if perhaps I was a mouse shifter. 1

The prince turned, and I clamped my eyes shut, not wanting to see anything else that might be unforgettable. I shivered when I heard him approach and cracked open one eye, turning my head away as I hurried to the table in his room, and placed the tray down.

Run Evangeline!

Why was he naked anyway?!

“Yo-your b-breakfast – eek!” I squeaked when his hand wrapped around my upper arm and yanked me away from the table. I winced at the pain that shot through me, I wasn’t completely better yet. I clamped my eyes shut, staying rigid as he held me, very aware of the heat from his body.

“You’re a strange one.” He muttered so quietly that I wasn’t sure I heard him correctly. “Open your eyes.” He growled, the command in his voice forcing me to oblige.

The fear returned along with that powerful aura, memories of my nightmares returning with vengeance, and I found myself unable to move as I stared into those eyes that were such a beautiful shade.

Would my death come soon?

“I-I’m sorry, please forgive me.” I whispered terrified as I lowered my head to him, only for my eyes to fall on his manhood… 1

My eyes widened in surprise and horror,

and now I realised why no woman lived. If I had thought the men I had accidentally seen were fairly well endowed, then the Alpha was on an entirely new level.

I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment, realising he wasn’t even turned on. I felt an odd, funny feeling inside and bit my lip.

Hearing him scoff I looked up suddenly, and straight into those cold eyes that made all embarrassment fade and be replaced with fear once again. “Don’t forget whose presence you’re in Little Mouse.” His cold, menacing warning came, before he leaned closer, inhaling my scent from my neck.

Did I stink? What was he sniffing? Was it the fear?

“Yes, my prince.” I replied, trying to calm my beating heart, biting into my lip

to stop myself from whimpering in fear. The taste of blood in my mouth told me I had bit down too hard.

Goddess, please leave me alone…

He let go of me suddenly as if I were poison, and I almost stumbled when he shoved me away, luckily missing the table before I fell on top of his breakfast.” Get out!” He snarled.

“Y-yes,” I whispered, backing away from him, my heart thundering when I saw his claws elongate.

Terror wrapped around me as I hurried to the door, I didn’t know where to go, but anywhere away from him would work.

“Go to the head Omega and ask her for clothes.” He hissed, and when his gaze fell on me, I saw his eyes were blazing red.

“Yes, Alpha Prince.” I whispered, turning

and running from the bedroom. I stumbled over the hem of my sweatpants and rushed to the door that led to the hall, relieved to be away from him.

I flinched when I heard something break, followed by more things crashing to the ground. What had triggered him?

The visions from my nightmare were still hanging at the forefront of my mind, and I slowly made my way towards the kitchen, surely someone there would tell me where to find the head Omega.

Right now, thinking about school and wishing for that old life back felt like a dream. I should have been grateful for what I had, instead of wishing the days away… Now, look where I am.

Spotting two omega women walking by, I hurried over and asked for directions, luckily they told me and I wasn’t too far. I felt lost in this castle, but anywhere was

better than in the prince’s quarters.

couldn’t help but think about how his sudden change in behaviour was odd… Was he going feral? Was that how he killed the

clearly read – Head Omega Dolores Palmer – on

brisk voice called, and

expecting to look like an office looked more like a messy design studio at first glance. There were fabrics and racks of clothing to one side, including shelves with boxes that I assumed were footwear. To the left were two large tables with papers and files scattered over them. The wall behind them

was far too messy to belong to a head

I turned to look at the tall woman who stood there looking me up and down. “State your name, business, and

to come for clothes.” I said hurriedly, the words sounding weird on my lips as

one…” She placed the file down with a snap, her eyes running over me. “You have a lot of potential… He

eye.” She murmured more

“Position?”

asked,

aren’t one of

thinking that I had served him breakfast. She raised an eyebrow

then we’ll give you a variety of items. “She said, jotting something down before taking an empty sheet and motioning me to follow her. “Remove your bottoms.”

Her eyebrow shot up as she measured my waist. “A lot curvier

prince won’t find you appealing.” She muttered

an object…

she pursed her lips. “So, since you seem rather new to the rules and ways of the castle, do you

moons?”

We are to

She began, as she began taking out some clothing, but I was far too stressed to watch. Trying

many single men in this palace… Yet

I nodded

to go far away, and maybe have a

your Alpha does not want

was this? The olden

Just because we were born different… it wasn’t

never had any… because all

chest tightened painfully, and I looked down sadly.

doesn’t

A deep voice that made my blood run

standing there, luckily he was fully dressed, but somehow I was extra aware of his chiselled body and the way he filled his shirt out… knowing

god, not that kind of packing! I

his muscles, arm

could smell the fear coming from her. Like everyone back at the ball, she feared him… I shouldn’t get

her the very best, I don’t want to see her in anything less than

tugging at the hem of my

back at the prince. “Of course my prince… Your insignia then, in what item would you prefer she wear it, a broach, a necklace or perhaps a-”

before he left, the room suddenly became more breathable, and

were observing me for the first time. “Perhaps, for now, you should wear… these, and in

clothes here.” I didn’t want

clear that he is claiming you.”

me the tiniest red knickers and

a flash of an expression I couldn’t

she snapped her

argue, if it meant he’d let me live … Wearing these clothes wasn’t

bra did nothing to hide or hold anything, only pushing my boobs into my face. The red peplum top she gave me was so tight I was sure if I had a glass of water it would burst from the seams, and the trousers she gave me… well let’s just say they

small.” I mumbled as she shoved a

They’re not. Now put those on.” She commanded, and I

I opened the boxes and

didn’t have to wear them all through the day. They weren’t comfortable at

latest!” A slim man exclaimed upon entering, from his soft pink pants and his silk shirt to his perfect boots, I knew this man was